My fingers entangled in her lovely curls of hair. She had a beautiful scent of her skin and hair.We must have been kissing endlessly for almost 20 min...tes. By now we were at a point of no return. Her hands held my bulge from over the shorts. Her palm was cushioning my little brother who by now has become raging bull.She removed her top and now i was kissing her beautiful chest. She had the perfect chest and well rounded firm breasts. I starting teasing them with my mouth . I would kiss her lips. I was watching them slow dance. My wife looked so hot. They were dancing close and she began to rub up against him. The song ended, and before they walked off the dance floor, her arms dropped and she grabbed his ass. This made him jump and they laughed. We all sat back down. My wife was between us two guys. I asked her if she enjoyed dancing and let her know how hot she looked out in the dance floor. I told her the tight white pants she was wearing made her ass look amazing. Anthony chimes in. And while we were getting ready for dinner Lucien phone me at the hotel, to tell me how much they enjoyed themselves last night, and if we could meet next day, Lucian told me that they needed to rest after the wild night they had with me, he said that they will pick me up next day in the evening, so my husband and I we went for dinner and then for a walk, During our walk on the promenade, I told my husband about the night before, and i asked him if he wanted to go out with me and the french old. After my first wife died I had occasionally read Penthouse Letters, and had jacked off many times while reading the letters that described men watching their wives being soundly screwed by some guy they had selected. This idea had always excited me and gotten me sexually charged, but now I thought it might also offer a solution to our problem. Could I set up a scenario where I could get some man to fuck Anna, thus satisfying a need that I could no longer satisfactorily meet? The idea did not.