I enjoyed it. His dick was really thick and was getting hard quickly.The door was open again and I could recognize Camilla and Laura’s laugh. Both b...tches announced they would love to help by getting hard again that magnificent cock for me.I laughed and encouraged them to go ahead.I could hear them sucking and slurping; as they were quarreling for their turn on that cock… Behind them; Helena announced the stripper was just for my pleasure…When all girls left, he had again his dick fully erect. My husband moved in slowly after some time and pushed the door of guest bedroom open, peeking in before opening it all the way.Seeing me lying on the bed, I was sure that he must have felt having butterflies in his stomach a steel rod in his pants must have moved up. I was wearing a short, tight top without a bra, inside it and a panty. Top was provided by our host, the house lady and panty was my own. I was sitting propped up on pillows against the headboard of the bed. He closed and locked. Remembering back to the sixties and seventies, television and movies were quite tame. No nudity and hardly a hint about sex. A young guy took whatever glimpse of female nudity he could get. So when I saw my mother-in-law naked, it really turned me on. Partly because this was a naked woman, but mainly, this was my wife’ mother. Also, my mother-in-law, Stella, has twice seen me naked. So far we have made a game of it. When we see each other naked it must appear to be unintentional. We both know. Nasty stuff that gin, I thought, but at least that was something I knew she liked. What if she didn’t like chicken or something like that? I began thinking of everything that could go wrong. This made me even more nauseous than I had already been. It was 3:30 so I decided to take a shower. At four o’clock it was plain to see that the shower didn’t take. I was sweating like a horse, my clothes drenched like Albert Brooks in the movie Broadcast News. I hopped back into the shower for a cold one.