Chapter 26

"Tommy it's beautiful" she wrapped her arms round me and kissed me softly,

"It's only a cheap one Jill" I said, "I only had fifty pounds on me"

They looked at each other and something passed between them, something that I wasn't a part of,

"What?" I asked and mum squeezed my hand,

"You've forgotten Tommy, when we were in prison, fifty pounds was an amount of money we could only dream about, girls sold themselves to the lesbian screws for a packet of cigarettes, but look at us now, look at what we've got and you're apologising for spending only fifty pounds on a ring!

"Yes mum, I know all that, but it isn't all down to me is it? You've done a hell of a lot too and don't forget Jill's lovely little scam at the bank, it's been a team effort and as far as I'm concerned it's only just started, I won't be content until there's enough money in the bank for us all to be able to sit back and do nothing else all day except count it!"

"And fuck ourselves silly" added Jill and mum nodded her agreement,

"Yes and fuck ourselves silly, but in the meantime my son has just got himself engaged to my lover, so let's have some champagne shall we?"

"Oh yes champers" giggled Jill,. "But let's have it in the garden, after all it's going to be our last night there"

Together Jill and I watched as she walked back into the bar to buy the champagne, hips swinging provocatively beneath the tight black skirt and I thought back to when I'd met her outside the prison, a timid, downtrodden statistic with no mind of her own and no will at all of her own, I remembered how she'd cried when I gave her the money I'd saved to let her buy some new clothes and all the other little things that women need for their self esteem.

"I know where you're at Tommy" Jill's hushed voice interrupted my thoughts and she took my hands in hers,

"We've all been through it darling, all three of us, but not any more, we're out of it now and on the way up, don't dwell on the past for her sake as well as your own, just remember that things will never, ever go back to being what they were before, we're winners Tommy, Polly, Tommy and Jill, the three musketeers."

"Five" I said smiling at her, but she looked at me uncomprehendingly,

"Five" I repeated, "You, mum, me and two little ankle biters, never mind Dumas and his bloody musketeers, this is real Jill, this is the five musketeers, one for all and fuck the rest, you're right Jill, we're winners!"

"What are you two giggling about?" mum asked as she plonked two bottles of champagne down onto the table.

"He's just thought of a name for the cottage" Jill laughed and it was my turn to look puzzled,

"I have?"

"Dumas, the five musketeers are going to live there, so it has to be Dumas, agreed?"

We nodded our agreement together and stood up draining our glasses,

"Come on then" I laughed, "Let's give ourselves a night to remember"

"Mmm yes please" they said practically in unison and we were still laughing as they treated me once again to a mind blowing show of stocking clad thighs and very damp panties whilst getting back in the car!

In my wildest dreams, I couldn't have imagined a hornier scene as these two lovely horny women, hungry for each other began kissing noisily and wetly, still dressed in their mourning black.

We were in the garden and I was filming them as if they were looking down into a grave, Jill had turned to mum and gently lifted the black lace veil from her face, their lips had touched briefly at first, just brushing each others, then they touched again and lingered, slowly each woman's mouth parted, two pink tongues flickered out and suddenly their urges overcame them.

Mum opened Jill's jacket, eager to see her lovely breasts encased in the filmy black lace of her basque, then as mum dipped her head to take a turgid nipple between her lips, Jill unfastened her jacket displaying her much heavier breasts almost spilling out over the top of her tight black corset.

Slowly they removed each other's skirt and jacket, mouths still glued together, long strings of saliva dripping occasionally from their lips when they parted for air. Each woman had a hand inside the other's panties frigging and fingering until suddenly mum shuddered and a flood of urine gushed through Jill's fingers as she came.

I kept the camera fixed on Jill's lovely face as she turned and licked every last drop from her fingers whilst mum sank into a chair before her legs gave way.

"Give me a minute or two" she gasped, "God that one hit me like a sledgehammer!"

I put the camera down and sat down to pour out the champagne whilst Jill came over and fished inside my shorts for my cock,

It was impressive, I had to admit and it was aching for the warmth of a hot, wet cunt, Jill's or my mother's I wasn't bothered which one, I'd never known it so achingly stiff.

Perhaps it was the show they'd put on for me or just that I was extremely horny, whatever it was I didn't stop to wonder about it as Jill wrapped her arms around my neck and climbed up on me.

"Mmm yes" she sighed and impaled herself on my cock as with a deep and meaningful sigh, mum stood up and kissed Jill,

"Fuck her Tommy" she said softly as I began moving my hips back and forth, "Fuck my lovely little cunt slut for me son"

With one hand she held Jill's face whilst they swapped saliva and with the other she stroked my balls, cupping them and helping me as I heaved upwards into her lover, my fiancé, my future wife,

Mum sat down on her haunches and I gasped as I felt her mouth on my balls, then it was gone and Jill gasped,

"Oh yes Polly" she moaned, "Oh God Tommy, she's licking my bum"

I sat down again pulling Jill down with me and gestured for mum to sit on my face, I buried my tongue deep inside her dripping cunt while I enjoyed the smooth walls of Jill's cunt gripping my cock,

They kissed again and mum moaned softly as she lifted herself up slightly off my mouth, I knew what was coming, even as the first few drops of urine trickled onto my tongue, my mouth was open in readiness, it was tangy, but sweet and I swallowed it all, eagerly going back for more.