The kids were farmed out with the in-laws for the weekend, so we were all alone. They got out of the car and Maggie's blouse and bra were missing. Her...nice tits were being fondled by Donald, Ken had a hand between her legs and they both were kissing her, as they staggered up the walk way. I had the door open and they carried Maggie into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. There was no need for foreplay, as she was so hot her crotch was soaking, as if she'd pissed her pants. Quickly, Ken pulled. She took her fingers from her fabulous pussy and stuck them in her mouth. Obviously the look on my face made her realize I had never done anything like that in my life. Oh, you have to taste yourself! she said. I said that I wasn't interetsed in that and she replied it was my loss. Tricia then mentioned the fact that I still had not slipped my finger into myself. She told me she wanted to help. Tricia pulled my fingers away and started to caress my slippery slit. She commented how wet I. The back, however, was another story. My own block’s garages were immediately behind and beyond that was the rear gardens of the houses in the next road. I use the word ‘gardens’ very loosely. Ninety percent of them were overgrown rubbish tips, most looking like they had been like that for very many years.The backs of the houses were just a mess of higgledy-piggledy drain pipes in all sorts of colours. Windows of many varying shapes and sizes, some boarded over, some with dirty curtains, many. Not the way I wanted ... and I missed home.Did I ever tell you about Lewistown’s airport? Aviation Magazine has this to say about the airfield:The Lewistown Satellite Airfield was constructed in Lewiston, Montana, during World War II as one of four training facilities for B-17 Flying Fortress crew members and included a storage site for the top secret Norden Bombsight.The Norden Bombsight, a synchronous stabilized bomb-aiming device, was considered fundamental in America’s precision bombing.