Then she gave me some things to eat and we are chatting along nicely about the golu and our lives. I pulled it back and said If she dressed like this ...veryday her hubby would get his potency back. Her reaction was mixed with sadness and surprise. She just said again that she is happy by herselves and winked at me. I told I was ready if she as to need any help and winked back. Now the pull was stronger between us and did not want to lose it.She got up and went to the kitchen to drop the empty. There was a gallery around three sides of the room, and no less than two fireplaces each big enough to roast an ox on.“Where the hell is everyone?” she asked again.She then strode off again, through an arched opening and along a passage which ended up in a very large kitchen. She stopped when she saw the three people sitting at a table with the remains of a meal in front of them. The three men stopped behind her.“Foncimane!” she exclaimed. “Is one woman not enough for you?”The fencing. I shuddered in revulsion.She pulled his cock from her lips, pumped it a few times and looked into his woozy eyes. She swung her legs off the bed and got to her feet, turned her ass to face him. Then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and pulled them down. A soft slurping sound whispered as the sopping wet fabric was pulled from her drooling lips. They were open like the petals of a flower, glistening with dew, her lovely clit whispered of carnal pleasures. She’d waxed herself. “Such beautiful sexy music!, “ I groaned as I felt the inevitable sensations in my balls of orgasm rising. “Our song!” Sarah grunted as she gasped as multiple orgasms her coursing through her body from her fingertips to her toes, nipples and deep in her gripping cunt. Then my semen was blasting from the tip of my cock to pump deep in her belly filling her up and o erflowing on to the old towel Sarah had placed under her ample bum to soak up our juices. Finally exhausted I pulled out and rolled.