It is easy to get bored with waiting. It is easy to let our attention wander when we should be focused on the needs of now. It is still some time befo...e we will get any response, I figure I should spend sometime with Rich, who managed to talk his way onto this little "raid". I want to find out what he know about the satellite stations that I saw."Rich," I come up behind him as he is sitting with his sons. Billy gives me a grimace and the other one almost jumps out of his skin. Rich quickly. Gerald swung his legs off the side of the bed, facing his mother where she sat slumped against the wall. "Jesus Christ, Mom," he said. "Are you okay?"Madeline put a hand to her chin, and then to the back of her head. "Ow," she said, wincing. "Yes... I'm all right. God, what have I done... That poor girl... She's right, I must be totally fricking crazy." Her voice was calm and resigned."You did kind of wig out there, Mom," Gerald said with a chuckle. "Are you sure you're okay?" Yes..." She. It’s Christmas Eve. Remember? And stop fretting. I’ll look after Tom. I’ll make sure that he’s properly fed and watered. I’m sure he’ll give you the best TripAdvisor rating ever.’ ‘Is Herman still worrying?’ I said when she had rung off. ‘Well, he’s like that. He likes everything to be just so,’ Noelle said. ‘Fair enough,’ I said. ‘And it is just so. Just perfectly so.’ And it was. The wine at lunch may have had something to do with it, but I felt as if Noelle and I were off on some kind of. She was too happy/bouncy a nympho.So I thrust steadily, enjoying her tightness as I settled in to find my own orgasm. Mia would undoubtedly have a few more on her own.As for Rebecca, I could HEAR that Mia was doing just fine at working over the taller brunette. You can't be a bisexual nymphomaniac without learning a thing or two about eating pussy. And after six minutes of active sexual workout, Rebecca cried out her latest climax (her third from Mia, I think).I lost count of how many orgasms.