I go upstairs to clean up and as I approach the master bedroom I hear Sylvia moaning. When I get to the door, the sight before me has my cock instantl... getting hard. Sylvia is on the bed kneeling and Josh is behind her on his knees. Janet is in front of Sylvia, sitting and fingering Sylvia's pussy.My wife whose white top is around her waist is between Josh and Janet. Josh and Sylvia are passionately kissing as she reaches back, stroking his cock. Josh has only his white t-shirt on. Janet is. I knew it was there. I had handed it to the current owner's grandfather almost a century before for safe keeping.It only took the Head Waiter a few minutes to return. In that time, I had allowed my mind to wander back to that light spring day. A 30 year old chardonnay was what I passed to the owner, asking him to hold it for me until such a time as I could return to claim it. The bottle was now well over a century in age. I had another at my home in Paris, so I knew it should still be in. This is my fertile period, and I am sure you would knock me up.” “Baby, I’ll do whatever you want,” and began to kiss her again. I was convinced I was going to get her to fuck me, and it would be all her idea.I rolled onto my back, and pulled her on top of me. My cock was rubbing her pussy lips.“Oh, this is so good. Why can’t Jasper treat me like this?” she said. “Because he’s not queer like I am” I said.Alicia began to laugh so hard and move that now my cock was at the door and was. She is holding her breath, fighting the orgasm that threatens to overwhelm her. Finally her body relaxes, barely holding back the crashing waves. She wants to please him so badly, she wants to be the good girl he desires, but she is so close to the edge. He moves around to the front of the chair and removes his pants. She strains to see him, to watch him undress. He moves to her side and positions his hard cock by her head. She takes it slowly into her mouth. Sucking it deep into her, savouring.