The tour ended in the early afternoon. Manhattan on a hot summer Saturday afternoon can be surprisingly quiet, and we didn’t have much to say. I exp...ained to Martha that the pier numbers were forty numbers higher than the nearest cross-town street, pier 83 for the Circle Line, 42nd Street. We ambled to Times Square. Martha had been there, but said she felt more comfortable this time in my company, and we snickered that we didn’t need any of the attractions that it offered. In 44th Street, I. Meanwhile, A and I were still plunging into our respective girlfriends engorged pussies and we both were on the very edge of orgasm. I hastened my thrusting and concentrated on holding back long enough to hopefully coincide with A and L's explosive orgasm. I knew it was close because of the look of ecstasy on A's face and the equally provocative look on L's face as she briefly locked eye's with me as she loosened her lip lock with H.I could hold back no longer. The sperm in the very depths of. I now felt that I was finally over the hump in being ready for winter, so tonight would be different.I quickly exited the shelter, but this time I was barefoot while still wearing the heavy bear hide coat. Bo actually seemed to look at me questioningly as if to ask, ‘what are you up to woman?’ I was holding the coat closed as I walked up to him where he sat near the dying fire as though he anticipated my return. I squatted directly in front of him, taking his head between my hands, allowing. A certain amount of grab-ass generally took place at these events and it really was mostly innocent. That is, nothing more ever happened as a result of the touching/kissing etc. that took place at the parties.I'd gone up to check on Diana, then Peter Rowland asked me to take a look at a problem he was having with a new computer he'd brought a few weeks ago. All told, I'd left Mary alone for about thirty minutes.When I'd last saw her she was talking to Janet Rowland near where the grill was set.