At her funeral I promised to follow her without much delay but a widowed neighbor lady had other ideas. I had hardly noticed her before but she intru...ed into my morning. Literally she was there every morning, seeing to it that I got out of bed and proceeded with my life. In a time she reminded me of the many things I still had to finish. Part 2After a respectable length of time I felt my wife would understand so I invited my dear neighbor into my bed. I felt like a cradle robber since she. Sherry said, "I have watched you around her and we both know she gets around. Why don't you give her a call, see how willing she seems?" So I got our little black phone book and called her then and there. When Pam answered I said, "Hello Pam," and she instantly recognized my voice. She asked, "To what do I owe this surprise?" I decided to be direct and said, "Sherry is out for the evening I am horny, and I thought of you and maybe you would like to meet me for a drink and see what happens?" Her. My eyes were drawn back over to John and Deb. He was crouched between her legs, spreading her legs wide apart, a hand on each thigh. His head was moving rhythmically up and down.I had never witnessed anything so erotic. I felt my own body respond, my pussy got wetter, my nipples harder. Dan mumbled approvingly into my pussy. He licked my clit, his tongue batted my clit back and forth. He began sucking gently on it, increasing the pressure and the pleasure he was bringing me.I urged Dan to get. Constantly finding dead bodies everywhere was a significant downside, but almost all of us still were eager to participate. It was necessary work, it was often absorbing, and it gave us a chance to interact in small groups. Nobody was forced to go out, but the alternative duties aboard ship were frequently less interesting and consisted more of plain-old boring labor.The foraging was, increasingly, organized and controlled. It was a poorly kept secret that sometimes our co-ed foraging teams had.