There is a title I wear, in the language of my people: 'Grahhll.' It doesn't translate to English. Hence, Merlin's suggestion of 'Shakespeare' – THE...Bard.In any case, I digress. I like to hear myself tell stories (smile) and I sometimes get sidetracked.I became The Bard at age 32, when the previous title holder died at the age of 103. Two months later Meriah took me as her mate. I am now 54 and I feel old. Meriah is thirteen years older -- 67. I feel old because we have three offspring, one. , had his dick standing at attention and made it very hard to piss.Maybe it was his worry or the throbbing hard on that made him careless this morning, because he failed to lock the door leading into Cindy's room. While he stood in front of the toilet trying to decide if he needed to jerk off......the door opened and a grinning Cindy stood in the doorway."Looks like somebody needs some more "relief" this morning," said Cindy staring at Jimmy's 7 inch boner.Jimmy just stood with his dick in his. So we did. He asked our names and other details. He started uttering some mantras I and Nitya were just standing holding our hands. Nitya was very hot in her wet red saree. She didn’t wear any bra so I was able to notice her erect nipples pokies protruding out thru her blouse and wet saree. Her wet saree stuck to round ass and thunder thighs, leaving her waist and navel open with water droplets. Her hair was also wet and few droplets over her shivering lips and chin. Now while I was checking. I think she needs to get married, give her husband her virginity, maybe – factual virginity or not." I don't know what to say, Jeff. I really thought that she..."But again, Jeff spoke up before Art could complete his sentence. "Forget that. The two of you are made for each other. I suggest you go talk to your women."The men rode around for the next hour or so. Art, obviously stalling, wanted to try several new areas before Jeff finally talked him into going back to the Retreat.When they.