Luckily there wasn’t anyone waiting for the elevator so I zipped up and she fixed her dress. After touching up in the bathroom we got the gifts for... the door prizes and brought them back to the party. We were gone an exceptionally long time so we were in a hurry. Just before we got off of the elevator Anna smile and said, “Your cum is leaking out of me into my panties.”“Well, how about after the party, we go back to your room and make love the right way,” I replied.“Sounds like a plan,” she. I turned and we kissed. Let the games begin! At first we just kissed softly and slowly. It was kissing at its most delicious. Gradually, our kisses grew deeper, more urgent, probing. Gasping. Jenny was wearing a low-cut top and as we kissed I could see those globes beckoning me. I reached and caressed a breast. “Oh, yesssss!” she whispered. “Please play with my breasts!” With that, she stopped kissing me and reached inside her top to unfasten her bra---in front. I had been married for almost 30. I had no reason to show them to him. We normally just went to bed when it got late. We didn’t engage in the “Good night [so and so]” thing, or do good night hugs, or any of that. Usually, both of us were tired and after supper we just took a shower and went to bed. Both of us read in bed, but I never made it more than a few pages before I dozed off. I suspect it was the same for him.It was for this reason that I decided I needed to go get a good night hug. It was an excuse to appear before him. Well, yes, certainly I touched it. I mean, you fly a plane by itsjoystick, right? He got all excited when I let him touch me down there,and I wanted to keep him on edge so of course I touched him there too.Lightly, just enough to keep him hoping. But mainly I fingerfucked him. He put a finger into me, so I did the same with him. Of course in hisass, Charlene, where do you think? He doesn't have a pussy, he's a boy,let's not get silly about this.I'm not sure I'll let him get one, either,.