We got better acquainted with the charming lady. She was quite tall, a bit plump with smallish but still firm tits, short dark hair, and a bubbly frie...dly personality. She had more energy than many women 30 years younger. When she was alone with Jo she commented how sexy Sam was. Jo said simply, “I know...”Betty was sharp. She immediately asked, “Exactly HOW do you know?”“I’ve been fucking him for a while.”“I want to take over now.”“Can I enjoy him sometimes?”“If I can enjoy your husband. I know from the first gulf what mygrandfather means and what does mean to understand PTSD and what I wentthrough in 2017 started a second PTSD through shelter / religious abuseI am living with and using the techniques to avoid too many down days,it still means with many morning events I can't make even to a Sundaycoffee at church because I wake up later.The song "Fernando" I see is about a woman who loves her partner andreleases the partner is living with PTSD triggered by canons, guns,. I love the idea about coming here and having some sexy adult fun, but it’s been four years since I had any good fucking.”She looked at James, “Oh honey that is three and a half years too damn long. Maybe we can help solve that little dilemma.”They continued chatting until the conversation turned and they began talking about sexual experiences. She looked over at John and theirs eyes met he winked, and then looked at him. “Well James, how about you and I getting those balls rolling?”She took. Squeezing and lifting my shirt. Revealing my tits, he placed one in his mouth and nibbled a bit. Swirling his tongue around my hard nipple. I gasped with pure pleasure. "Fuck Jerry!" I pled as he continued. He switched back and forth between my breasts, making my pussy so wet i could feel my pussy juice seeping out and down to the table. So could jerry. He let go of my neck and dropped to his knees! He pushed my legs apart, revealing my nicely shaved and now soaked pussy! I shook as he met his.