I was still able to finger her and slid my fingers in and out of her wet pussy more and more and added extra fingers. I saw the couples starting to sp...it up and mix and when one of the wife's joined another in sucking the one husband the spare hubby, Peter, came over beside us. Without missing a beat I slid my fingers out and he slid his in. Eventually my wife realized I was't doing the fingering and turned to look at who was. She told him that he was doing a great job and not to stop. She then. ”“I understand, Freda. Your assessment is true, so I can’t complain. Just in case I haven’t said so recently, I love you, Freda!”“You are my own true love as well, Reg. I love being your wife!”A thought struck Reg. “What about...” then he shut his mouth, remembering he should not ask such questions.Freda queried, “About what, Reg? You lost me there.”“Sorry. It was my old difficulty, worrying about costs. I know now to drop such questions. You girls have hammered that into me.”“In this case, you. Her knit stockings end mid thigh and her creamy skin goes up to her black panties. Her mound is hot and moist when I get there and I nuzzle my nose and chin into her crack, through the silk, and then drag and bite with my teeth. I do this for a few teasing minutes and then they come off and down her legs. She is very very wet and musky and I'm getting charged up, rustling around beneath her skirt and crinoline. Her lips are hairless around her honey hole and while her bush is cropped fairly. He struck once, twice, three times before he finally got the match going. The girl watched in amusement, smiling. "I hope you're not a heavy smoker," she said."No," Tim said. Did heavy smoking displease her? If so, he would quit entirely. He would never do anything to displease this girl, if she would only stay with him."Who are you?" he said."Judy," she said. "And you?" Tim, I think."She smiled again. This is a nice guy, she thought. How long has it been since I met a nice guy? "Let's go sit.