But having got chatting to Eileen as she left at the end of her shift, we had exchanged phone numbers and, while the authorities just told me to go aw...y and all would be well, she had offered to come and check on me after a few days. She was in her 50s and looked tired. Tired of work, tired of Suriname, perhaps tired of life.Physically, she was slim and slack, as if her body had had enough too. I had seen through the neckline of her tunic that her smallish breasts lay loose within her bra,. At night, she and her son would peek into Fawn's room and watch the pretty girl caress herself, finger-fuck to orgasm, then lick her finger. The couple across the way apparently didn't fuck every night, but Joan and Ted saw the janitor jacking off on the polished desk.After watching with the telescopes, Joan would always leave her son with her cunt--wet panties on his face, flip her skirt upwards and wiggle her naked ass saucily, sometimes pat it in a teasing way.As yet she had showed him. I was hoping she would give me an affirmative nod because I was eager to plunge the dildo in and out of Jill’s muff and make her cum. Lisa, my minx, surprised me, giving me a broad smile and then pantomiming a big lick as though she was licking an ice cream cone. Did I see that right? Was my wife telling me to go down on her friend? I looked at Lisa quizzically. Lisa just smiled and sat up before swinging a leg over Jill so she was straddling her.Lisa looked down at Jill and said, “Remember you. I’m going over to Howard’s to help him work on some wine. He can’t lift the five gallon bottles very well.’ Chester drove quickly and a little aggressively. Ana was almost relieved when they arrived and parked, and she noted that Chester made much better time than she did. It was just after 8. They were nearly the first to arrive – there was one other vehicle in the parking lot. Ana could see Miles engaged in conversation with Jimmy – apparently he was early, for a change. She paused before.