Jillian turned to Ginger and me, “Open marriage? What are you doing? You apparently have some things to share with me.” She sounded miffed and jud...mental. I almost laughed out loud at the hypocrisy.I gestured to Doug to come with me and we went inside and took a few minutes to get two beers, and then went outside again. We took chairs, but were quiet so we could listen to Ginger explain our open marriage to our daughter.We’d missed a little background but heard Ginger saying, “So, your dad and. Moving further down, my nightgown was grabbed and suddenly pulled down. It tore and slid down to my knees. I heard a pair of scissors, then I felt the cold metal on my neck, slowly moving down. Along my collarbone, between my breasts, around my bellybutton and finally reaching my waist. With a few swift cuts I was then relived of my panties and what was left of my nightgown. Now, I was hanging from the tree bare naked, feeling the bark scratching my back and the cold air on my skin. Again,. We were breathing into each other. We both closed our eyes. We came in closer and started giving each other small kisses on the lips. I could feel the erectness in her bosom.I so wanted to touch her there but decided to take it slow and savor every moment coming my way.I moved my hands up and down on her back and slided them on the side of her waist her curves uptil the lower area of her boobs. I purposely didn’t touch her boobs and moved my hands on her thighs. I started feeling her legs and. . 'coning', by the way (conspiracy theory coming up) is the activity of placing cones to restrict traffic flow as if road-works are to be carried out, but doing so when the road-works are unlikely to start for some time ... say, just before a public holiday ... so as to maximise disruption with the minimum of effort. The theory being that this will encourage travellers to use the railways rather than roads.What you have, then, is probably six hours travelling time ... at least.Amy is a.