I simply watched spellbound at the scene in front of me. Her wetness was flowing freely from her snatch and I was almost convinced it was forming a no...iceable little pool on the paving but because of the light, I was not sure. She dipped her middle finger between her lips and her finger came away with a string still connecting it with the source hesitating between her lips. I have never seen any woman being so wet, flowing so freely and abundantly. I craved dipping my tongue between those. I lay there for a while and then I heard voices near my door and my daughter said “lets do it right here in the floor”. One of the other guys said “what if your dad catches us” and she said “I think he likes hearing it”. I could here them spreading a blanket and getting ready so I crept over and looked through the door crack my daughter had left me. She was on her back with her legs wide open and her hairy wet pussy was facing my door. She was raised up on one elbow while stroking Eric’s fat. “Me too,” said Rodney, if you don’t mind.“I’m on it,” he said. He’d be gone for a minute or two.“So, Rodney old bud, what’s going on with Claire and the Gilchrist clan?” I said.He gave me a kind of startled look. Then he sagged back on his feet a bit. “Nothing really,” he said. “But, since you asked, Claire and I, well, we are kind of conspiring with Sammy and Henry to help put your true self back together. Nothing nefarious, really, we just think well, that you need to kind of kick start your. I could imagine that she was fingering her pussy.In the growing twilight as crickets chirped, we finished the dinner and cleared the table off. I reclined on the lounge and watched the women dispose of the trash and uneaten leftovers. Andrea dropped some utensils and bent deeply to pick them up, and I saw her bare pussy between her thighs. My cock leaped again as I wondered what it would taste like if I were to lick it. I haven't had sex since my wife passed nearly a year before. They managed.