It was becoming personally annoying that my spouse seemed to have unlimited enjoyable explosions with increasing levels of pleasure even when I was as...lacking in response as a seashell on the beach.We had been given "free" chits for a full-body massage at the hotel spa and I decided to avail my orgasm deprived flesh of the opportunity to have strange hands explore all my hidden folds and curves with oily determination.His name was James and he was possessed of a body better suited on a Greek. Some how as we watched wife Sarah had unzipped me and released my cock so she could play with it and Cindy seemed to be squirming in her seat. On film now Cindy fondled and played with her big titties and nipples till they were as hard as little pebbles before trailing her fingers to her pussy and rubbing over the labial lips. Next I knew a strong smell of aroused pussy Easter through the room and Sarah had pulled her knickers to her knees and was fingering her snatch with her left hand as she. Grant kept an ear trained for the sound of someone entering the house because getting caught rummaging through his sister's lingerie drawers would spell disaster.He discovered the drawer that held her extensive collection of panties. They were all neatly arranged and he resisted the urge to bury his hands in them. In another drawer, he discovered her collection of bras in every style and color imaginable and once again he resisted the desire to remove one and stroke the silken cups. He didn't. Needless to say, wewere transfixed by the explosive suddenness of it all. None of us had yetto move when he turned from the kitchen sink back to us."What was that crap!" He shouted, obviously angry. "It tasted likesewage." He kept rubbing his mouth with his forearm."It was just milk and cereal," I answered. What could be wrong with that."It was rotten," he said and spat back into the sink.I looked to Hannah."The milk is fresh, Mama, I milked the goats yesterday morning firstthing."I looked at.