"Age has only improved the contents. Perhaps we've extended the metaphor too far in the past? It would be interesting to watch how these youngsters gu...de the team." Indeed!" Roger agreed. He took a long drag on the jar. "Whew!" he shivered. "Age still packs a punch!" Overproof," Sargon told him."I've no doubt about that at all," he grinned.On the other side of Dry River, Rasida and Heather were well on the way to becoming comprehensively drunk."That one there?" Heather pointed."Ah, Artos. I'm. I was hoping it would stop at three so I could get some sleep. We dried each other off and I started leading him back to his bedroom.“Why not use yours and Pietro’s bed,” Marco said, stopping as we passed it. “You’ll be more comfortable sleeping in familiar surroundings.”He was right. I would be more comfortable sleeping in my own bed. If Marco was going to sleep with Pietro’s wife, he might as well do it in Pietro’s bed. The sanctity of our marriage was already tarnished, four times. What. By the time the baby came—a c-section—I was as hard up as a nerdy teenage boy on a bus full of cheerleaders. Then the doctor said “no sex for at least eight weeks” and I thought I would cry. We stayed with my in-laws for eight weeks, while Susan recovered from her surgery. It was in the third week that things finally began to get interesting. At that point I had been without sex or masturbation for 82 days. When her parents left us at home with the baby, Susan took to walking around in. She moaned with delight.The doorbell buzzed and I hollered, "Come in!"Bryan came in with Shirley and John. He closed the door and began to remove his clothes. Shirley stared at Edwina getting fucked. She whispered loudly, "Edwina, you're fucking Ethan!"Edwina moaned loudly. "Fuck my ass, Ethan! Fuck my slutty ass! It's so good! Fuck!"Shirley gasped. Bryan looked at her. "Shirley, if you don't get naked, we will have to leave." John was naked as was Bryan. Shirley looked surprised. She pulled.