"I had just promised myself that I would try all of you, before we have to go." That really is a true clan spirit", Jamison laughed. "I'm sure that Al...ssia is going to be a delightful addition to our clan." Shouldn't we try to fulfil her wish"? It was Alma's high-pitched voice that cut through."Of course we should, but you have already had your go. Now the rest of us are in line." Anthony was standing in the doorway to the pool, his body still dripping water on the floor.Short and square. Scooter and the rest of the party knew it had been close -- but they'd brought it off."Damn helicopters," Al grunted as they stood panting in the deep shadows, watching the helicopter grow smaller in the sky. "Hate 'em and love 'em. They used to make a hell of a lot of racket before they banned overflights, just ruined the place. But every now and then ... God, they're lifesavers. Saved mine, a couple times, back in Vietnam. Is everybody else as beat to shit as I am?" I think so," Crystal. As was often the case when he self-pleasured, his thoughts danced around to a number of random moments with his wife. An image of her at their wedding. The time she wore a sheer pink maxi dress with slits up the side. Another time when they did it just before heading into work. A mental image of her in workout attire. The time they had a rendezvous in the garage in the middle of the day with the roll-up door open. Mostly, however, he found his mind racing back to the image of her from earlier. Not loudly, not thrashing, not over the top but rather a grinding, softly pumping one, her hips moving slightly, her thighs clenching and relaxing. She heard herself grunting softly, felt her pussy soak in her panties, felt her thighs trembling, felt the heat of her calf and foot against Kevin’s hands. When she opened her eyes, Kevin’s were staring, wide, into hers. She smiled as her orgasm abated and the tensed muscles in her thighs and calf relaxed.“Does…does your mom have the, um, same…same.