." Tom started."someone who is gay?" I blurted out.He flinched, but didn't move away from me. Instead he put his own beer bottle on the table.Tom Well...ng stared at me, my eyes back at him, wondering who was going to break this silence.Then he nodded. "Yes, I am gay." Tom whispered. I smiled, for he had just confirmed my thoughts about him."What's so funny?" he asked me. "I'm gay too." I told him.Once again he stared at me. "You?!" I reached forward and kissed him on his lips, before he could. Displaying amazing dedication of keeping her body healthy, slightly tanned, very toned, well trimmed and groomed. Bill took advantage of this position and grabbed her firm ass cheeks and spread them apart, exposing once again her still very wet pussy and now her tight asshole. He leaned forward, tongue basking in all her glory. Up and down he went, probing in, licking her inner walls. He edged his way up and began to tongue her hot asshole. It quivered in anticipation. He left a large. Instead, it was Beth licking her sons balls. Not thinking the depravity could get worse, I stared in amazement as Beth moved her head lower and began kissing Toms anus. Hell, she was starting to lick it, desperately pushing her tongue into him. All through our years of marriage, both her asshole, and mine, were never to be touched. It was for pooping and was off limits sexually. Yet here I was, watching Beth, the responsible Speech Pathologist, sucking on her sons ass! Instantly it hit me. I. Jeff was soon back with the box, which he opened. At an unspoken word from Diana, her sister-wives began handing out personal headlamps to everyone. “We brought a number of lanterns similar to the ones you already have, and in addition, we also brought these personal headlamps for all of us. We didn’t, however, have time to put batteries into everything, but we brought plenty of regular ones as well as rechargeable ones, and ... several solar chargers. With everything, we should have an.