I was feeling a little depressed after their leaving, but soon got over it. On Sundays I usually get up very late in d mornings only by 10.30 – 11.0.... The next Sunday after my parents left, the servant maid came to wake me at 11.00 am, she knocked on my door, as there was no response, she open the door, which was not locked from inside, and she came in with the coffee, at that time I was having a erotic dream and my dick was standing out in its full glory and peeping out of my lungi and bee. I knew that to mean he wanted me to stay outside the door. "First, the money, sir", I said. He gave me half, and said, "you'll get the rest once I try her out", he said, as my wife and the man went into the room, and shut the door. I felt like a fool, standing guard outside, as I heard a gutteral moan from the man in the hat, which I'm sure was off by now, and then heard the now familiar moans my wife gives when she's being entered in her ass. As I heard the louder and louder grunts and groans,. "Show me what you still got," whispered Mel. "I can still cum much more. What have you got left?" replied Lisa. "I can cum all night long, you know this," said Mel. "I can go on like this, whatever it takes. My clit is in full training. Before you came I've already masturbated for hours," said Lisa. Mel then told her about her masturbation session in the car, which made both of them even hornier. Again they started licking each other towards new climaxes. By now they screamed with each new. It emerged into the Danubian countryside and descended into a valley, passing several potato farms and fruit orchards before turning off the main road and passing under an ornate gate. It continued along a tree-lined road that passed through a beautiful park. Finally the van stopped at a pretentious 19th-Century brick mansion that boasted a multitude of turrets, balconies, and towers. A man dressed in a tunic blew a horn as the van pulled up to the front entrance. Eight naked young men filed.