She asked me to undress her. I unbuttoned her blouse and could see some love bites through her white lace bra. I asked where they came from and she sa...d Andy. I removed her blouse and bra, then pushed her skirt down her legs. That was when I saw love bites on her pussy mound and thighs. So, I asked if those where Andy as well. She just smiled and said do you want to hear the rest?Of course, I would love to.My wife pushed me onto the bed and sat on my cock but wouldn't let me in yet. She said. All the time I was doing this I could hear the romantic music playing softly in the background. Sighs and moans were coming from Peggy. No words were being spoken. I spent a lot of time rubbing her thighs, one leg then the other. As I was on my knees on the floor I put each of her legs on my shoulders. I started kissing both her thighs, burying my face between them.I was near the top of her thighs near her sex and I could smell the odor of her sex. It was driving me half crazy. I finally turned. ” This brought hearty laughter. “I think I have rambled quite long enough.”Sylvia and I made the rounds of the guests. It was easy to see that the event was going to be a huge success for the foundation and the poor. I was constantly pulled into one group after the other to regale them about the jungle experience, finding those c***dren, or the time I stopped Sylvia’s purse snatcher. It seemed there was as much interest in the dramatic events as the efforts of the foundation, but it was all for. Was I ok? What happened? Who was he? The questions came a mile-a-minute, and I simply couldn’t answer them like he wanted. I looked at him and simply said, “not here… let’s get inside.”In the hotel room, I got undressed, and took a shower. My husband joined me, not to have an erotic shower, but to take care of me. I began to answer his questions, to the best of my recollection. I told him about the first guy, what I could remember, and then the Asshole, and then Lawrence, and about making.