It came up in conversation that she was widowed ten years ago. Her husband literally dropped dead at just thirty-six years old. That kind of put a dow...er on proceedings and I tried to lighten the mood – it was a pleasure to meet someone who hasn’t previously suffered my repertoire of jokes and funny stories! We finished our lunch and retired to her lounge with a nice cup of coffee – I declined another beer as I was driving later. I was ushered to the sofa and I was pleased she chose to sit next. It felt very, very empty without a cock in it. I pressed my labia together to try and shut the cavern he had made in me, but the empty feeling persisted and I knew I had been changed yet again. A big hard cock was no longer something I desired; it was something I was going to need from this moment on."Nice pussy," he said, bending down to kiss the swollen lips that I was holding shut. "Pretty pussy. Strong pussy!" I got the feeling he knew I hadn't been trying to help him get free and he. "Don't worry" she said "just give each of them a bit of cock and they will do the rest", unconvinced I shrugged and went back to my beer.The ladies had consumed a reasonable amount of champagne and were getting quite animated, then Lucy said "come on girls lets get started", at which point they headed off to the master bedroom, I stayed at the bench drinking my beer but I did notice one of them was carrying a suitcase. After a while Lucy called out, "aren't you going to join us?", so I walked. Sorry if that wasn’t clear.”“It wasn’t, but that does make sense. Does she know I’m here?”I nodded, “I told her you were coming back tonight, and that you planned to stay the rest of break as we discussed. You were going to come back on Monday anyway so you could be at the New Year’s Eve party here.”“And you haven’t spilled the beans about us?”I shook my head, “That’s private between you and me, with the exception that Jocelyn obviously knows, as does Doctor Mercer. And we told Sandy in.