”“I’ve heard of house parties, but don’t know much about them,” I said.“It will be us and four other couples. This group gets together eve...y other month for a party. They rotate houses, and this month it is at Hotwife69’s house. She said that they usually have snacks and drinks for the whole evening. The evening will start with some warmup games, and eventually, there will be sex.”“Wow. I can’t believe that this is really going to happen.”“Why not? You, yourself, have pointed out that our sex. Being an English village, they of course set up a committee to run things. Any new member must be recommended by one of us and be acceptable to the committee. Nobody else would be invited to join in the first month while we got up and running.I had a large three piece suite in store that took up more space than I actually had in the cottage. Now that I was certain that I was staying, there seemed no reason not to donate it to the cause. I also had a foot pump that could be used for the beer.. Running his hand up the back of my thigh, growling when he discovers I have no panties on. Our kisses are desperate and demanding as he lifts me up and backs me into a cold wall. My arms wrap around his neck and my legs wrap around his waist.This is one of my favorite positions.I can hear him undoing his pants, but our kissing never ends. I feel the heat of his cock first. He lifts me a little and brings me down on it. I am not shocked, but the feel of him as he stretches me open with his. I was holding her now. ?I?m so sorry Momma,? was all I could think of tosay. Her arms squeezed me in a bear hug as she cried.I glanced up and saw someone running toward the truck, we were closer tothe interchange than I thought.?Momma, it?s that girl.? I said, then thought about what I had just said.something about it just seemed right. I realized that we were bothsmiling over it, I certainly got a thrill out of say it.She released me and sat up wiping her eyes, then shifted into low andbegan.