He sat next to me with his mouth open, eyes glued to my tits but not moving. I grabbed his hands placing them on my tits. “Just squeeze them gently ...oland. I like that.” Noland had been fondling my tits for a few moments when I noticed that his cock was hard sticking out of his boxers.I pulled his hands off my tits. “Noland, what’s going on down there?” Pointing to the head of his cock poking out of his boxers.“I’m sorry Mrs. King.” Noland started to walk to the door but I still had hold of his. When I finally saw Sarah my jaw hit the floor she was still stunning and as fucking hot as the day I had met her. I always had a huge infatuation with her and had masturbated countless time to the thought of her on top of me with my cock buried deep inside of her and feeling her wetness drip down my shaft and balls! We spent the evening drinking and telling stories, the whole time there was a little flirting going on Sarah would touch my shoulder I would touch her leg I was certainly feeling. And I slowly moved down to suck on her pussy. Out of the corner of my eye I could see "K" her husband stripping off and holding his shaft in his hand, wanking slowly, at this point she stopped sucking my cock and pushed me away, I looked at her with a questioning look, she smiled and removed all off my clothes. The three of us were there now totally naked and ready for the fun to begin. She beckoned her husband over and got him to lie in the bed and straddled his face pushing her erect clit. He led us into the kitchen and asked me what I was drinking. He poured me a vodka and tonic quickly followed by three more. Meanwhile, no introductions were made with the other three men standing in the hallway. From the kitchen, I could look into a large family room. All of the lights were off except one in a track light in the ceiling. It pointed a solitary beam of light onto a twin mattress with a white fitted sheet on the floor. I knew that was to be my stage for the evening. After my.