Both husband and I were starting to get really hot and I know I was keen to hold off for a little while.Thankfully husband had the same idea and sugge...ted that we move upstairs into the bedroom.So the three of us put our genitals back into our swimwear. Took a deep breath and moved up stairs...Round two saw us move from the couch to the bed. The three of us were chatting casually, the wife was between husband and myself and all six of our hands were slowly exploring each other.I was grateful. The sensors for the Hanley house and tunnels had been added. Now, sensors from my house to the boathouse would be added, as well as from the gang house to their boathouse. As soon as I could, I planned to check the other houses on my properties. Given the preponderance of tunnels we had found so far, I was fairly certain the remaining three Civil War era homes would each have at least one tunnel. Several more homes looked to have been built before 1900, rather than post WWII like I first. ’ The inside of the cottage, never very bright, was now almost dark as the evening light outside faded. Stuart sat in his wheel chair by the table leafing dismally through a magazine. He looked up as they entered, and his eyes narrowed with suspicion. ‘Who’s this?’ he snapped. ‘This is Mr.er…I’m sorry, I don’t know your name,’ said Janice as she lit the gaslight. ‘Ellis,’ replied the man, ‘Kent Ellis.’ ‘I’m Janice Walker, and this is my husband, Stuart,’ and turning to Stuart she went on, ‘Mr.. ” Then he reached down and took off her panties and said, “Or these.” He said, “You are a very hot lady,” and he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom area and placed her gently, face down, in the middle of the huge bed. He moved her legs very widely apart. Em let out a little moan of pleasure. He ran a finger through her slit and tweaked her landing strip. Em moaned again. He said, “I will enjoy looking at that later, when I am fucking you.” Em said, “Ohh!” Emil then oiled Em’s.