I needed relief and couldn't wait for two pairs of hands on me. I stripped off my final outfit and came out from behind the door. "Oh my God!" was Dea...n's response. I was standing there naked, my nipples very hard, my freshly waxed pussy wet. James immediately came and kissed me, turning me so my ass was facing Dean and groped my ass, squeezing and kneading them as he knows how. "I don't know where to look," Dean said as his eyes went from my nipples to my pussy. He has a thing for hard nipples. My ex-wife and I never settled into the family life since we opted to have no children. We did, however, share a great sex life and spent the last several years of our life playing in the swinger’s community. Adopting the kids was our chance to redeem ourselves. Unfortunately, she couldn’t handle parenting, so off she went. I wanted to do things right. I needed to set an example – for the kids, for my brother, and for the Family Services watchdogs. My business kept me busy, but if I could get. Apart from her voice came a faint rustling noise which drew a profound sense of curiosity in me. Picking my way over the damn earth towards Elly, placing my massive paws carefully so as not to make a noise and startle her. Peering through the grasses I discovered her in a small clearing just large enough for perhaps 2 persons, fully naked. Her thick hair hung in loose waves to the lower back, such a deep brown it appeared black in shadows. The soft flesh of her neck met gracefully with her. She was a lithe little thing and she wouldn't be a bother until we could get down to the road and maybe hail a cab. Steve looked a bit worried though, so I asked him:"What's on your mind?" How are we going to walk around carrying her around like that?" Oh, that? Just pretend she's my wife to be." And does that make it okay for her to be unconscious?" Sure it does. It's kind of a tradition around these parts. As the saying goes -"A grin formed on my mouth and I cocked my head slightly sideways.