I fought to concentrate on the other person, not on me.From my eye level, I saw through the gap above the booktops as a pair of jeans appeared and sto...ped. It was a male, young. Slim. Nice butt, if I had to say so. Tee shirt untucked. His back was to me, at the Mapplethorpe volume. He slid it out. I could not see above his waist, but could hear the flutter of thick pages as he flipped through the book in no apparent hurry. Then I noticed his breathing. It had increased. Then a hand dropped down. Initially she was hesitant but finally let it in. She was on moon now as I turned on the vibration. Her shouts were loud and she ordered me “I want yours in my mouth”She literally grabbed my cock and pulled it to her lips. I positioned my rod at her mouth and she gulped it in one go. What a sight. She was fucking herself and sucking mine in one go. I got in a 69 position, my rod still in her mouth and I was pumping her with a vibrator. Next she got up kneeling and said “c’mon now enter me from. Walking in the creek had helped my feet a lot. I decided to go back to the creek and lay in it and let the cool water wash more of pain away. I stood up and walked over to the creek which was maybe thirty feet away and in clear sight of the porch. I turned away from her, took off my pants, and got into the water allowing it to cover me. After a moment, she rose up carrying the coverlet around her and walked over to the creek about ten feet from me. She slipped the cover off and quickly moved. A little later after greeting everyone, Pushpa and her family arrived and just happened that I was the one that answered the door. As with everyone else, I shook her husband’s hand in a cheerful manner and asked how he was as I haven’t seen them in some time, to which he replied and asked how I was until finally moving along. I did the same with their daughters who have been friendly with me since we were children. Pushpa was the last to come and so greeted her with the usual hug and kiss on.