Before we went to bed, I let Megan heal my hand. I could tell by the look on Sammi's face and her actions, the attentiveness she showed me, that I had...made my point. She wouldn't let me out of her sight, and insisted on waiting on me hand and foot. Whatever I needed, Sammi was there to get it. If looks could kill, poor Katie would have died instantly from the look Sammi gave her when Katie tried to help out by getting me a glass of water. Sammi's look clearly said that was her job and her job. Our two boys became the center of attention until Kelso realized that it would lead to petty jealousies, so he tried his best 'robot dance', garnering laughs, but successfully loosening up the crowd.Jason had already found a very suitable candidate, one who was persuing her curiosity by feeling his 'package' through the pants - and the 'package' responded quite like a normal human's.When Jason asked directions to the bathroom, Christie told him, then she followed him!With about the only safe. "Yes, yes, yes, yes!" she muttered over and over "Fuck me, fuck me!" I plunged my hard cock into her rapidly, giving her my whole length deep into her wet pussy and loving the feeling of once more being right inside of my hot mature neighbour."Yes Robbie, keep doing that! keep doing that!" she groanedThis was so exciting, so thrilling, knowing her husband was just inside, knowing any nosey neighbour including my parents could see us at any moment if they cared to look into the garden, and so I. This story is the next hurdle we had to cross: watching each other with another person. To remind everyone, my husband and I were both US Air Force officers stationed in England in the 1980s. * We had met another couple named Desmond and Imelda at the first party and stayed in touch with them. They were a mix-matched couple in that thirty-five-year old Desmond was very well built, large muscular man who worked in construction and the wife was very small, dark hair, dark eyes, very small.