The next two weeks went pretty much the same way, except my wife let Paul finger her when she was laying on her stomach as well. My wife never said an...thing to me about what was happening, and I never mentioned I was outside watching my wife get pleasured. The following Thursday night things changed a bit more, Paul was rubbing my wife's pussy, and she was enjoying his touch, when my wife reached up and started running her hand on his shorts, Paul simply pulled his shorts down, and out popped a. Actually, for today, I'm not gonna get upset about anything my wife wants, ok?"We all paused for a second as intense lightning flashed on the other side of the drawn curtains. A second after thunder rumbled. Then I watched Cheryl move over slightly, and put her hand on James's flat stomach, rubbing it with her palm, tugging his shirt up and touching the skin.She gave a little laugh as she used her fingers to undo the top button of his pants. "Oh shit," James gasped.My own cock was getting hard. I was instantly relieved when I heard the piano playing in the background. Not wanting to alarm anyone, I simply asked for confirmation that the concert was at 7 or 7:30. Joni said it was indeed 7 and AJ was going to the music store to get a new book the girls said they wanted this morning, “Abba’s Greatest Hits”. I told her we would be there by 6:30, to get good seats. She told me not to worry, that she had a block of seats already reserved that was more than enough for everyone. I told her we. She laughed and said, "I love it. Is my interview going well?" Too early to tell," was all I said before backing up and getting the whole sandwich in frame. As I recorded for a few minutes, eventually Abby was allowed to free one leg, which sprung out and kicked toward the ceiling before wrapping slightly around Jack's waist while the other leg remained pinned between my two friends. All three of them were shining with sweat before long, and Abby's hair, which I thought had to be practically.