She’s very attractive and very open about herself.“Drink your beer, Bill,” she said ... not an order, more like pleading.I drank the rest of my ...eer and she drank hers, she took my glass, placing it on one side of her hips and hers on the other where she sat on the deck. Her knees slowly opened as she looked up at me. I looked down ... I couldn’t help from looking. Martha reached down with her right hand, her knees wide apart and slipped a finger inside her crotch on the left side. She slowly. “Uncle,”“Yes Kiddo,”“How old is aunty?”“Thirty-nine, Kiddo running forty, why?”“She is beautiful and has a lovely body, so trim,”“Yeah, she is very conscious of her looks and works hard to keep in shape,”“Uncle, does not she let you fuck her? Why are you so sex starved with such a beautiful wife?”“Oh that, she is a very passionate woman, Kiddo and we have had a lot of fun together,”“Then why are you still sex starved?”“Last year she had a nerves breakdown,. She tried to wrap her hands around it but it was too thick. She now had both hands around his cock and yet it was barely half covered. I wasn’t sure if was the size of his cock that made her hands look small, or if her tiny hands made his cock look so big. Either way, it looked huge. I had all kinds of thoughts going through my head. I wondered if I would now see her face as she took that black monster between her lips. I was hoping she would suck him off right in front of me. I guess my. On the immediate left of the High Priestess stood her favorite, a silver-haired beauty whose bare breasts glistened with a sheen of moisture which made them glow in the firelight. Her pointed nipples cast shadows across the curvature of her breasts. The two women paired off to make love under the night sky, as the others also paired off, some male to female and some female to female. In the shadows of the forest surrounding them stood Don Mantegna, watching the orgiastic spectacle from the.