5 meters wide and 2.5 meters high. Its gold frame was in an ornate old French style and looked straight out of a French Chateau. The owners had decide... for soft French wall lights, complementing the main chandeliers. For this occasion, different large baroque lounges with small teak tables were s**ttered throughout the ballroom, creating an intimate atmosphere where guests could mingle and dance to the music of a string quartet. Irene, Roger and Jean were perfect hosts as Grace and her parents. She was moaning like crazy. I made her in doggy and started to fuck her more hard. With one hand, I was holding her boobs, and the other hand was pulling her hair.We both started kissing each other like crazy. I asked has she ever done anal. She replied a few times. So I asked if she is prepared for today. She replied, “Yes, that’s what I was waiting for.” I kept fingering her pussy.Her juices were flowing down. She was completely under my spell. Then I started to finger her ass, then applied a. I wanted to lick and suck her; but she smiled, telling me she had dressed for her black lover, not for me…Moments later there was a knocking on the door. I opened the door to let him in. The black bastard barely looked at me.He fucked Ana in front of me; enjoying her sexy body in all possible positions. She even begged him to take her asshole; but Jerome said that he was in the mood just for fuck her nice sweet cunt…As they were resting to continue a bit later; Jerome asked Ana about her sex. "You're radiant."She smiled, nodded and gently squeezed his hands.He stared into her eyes. There was something different in them. Instead of just fondness and affection there was a new warmth and happiness. He had never seen her looking happier. Then it hit him. She was looking at him with love. His chest contracted with joy and his voice came out as a croak."Oh, my darling!"She fell forward and laid her cheek against his. His arms went round her again and, oblivious of any pain, he held her.