Don Mantegna walked out to the center of the clearing, lighting the lantern with one of the last sticks aglow with fire, then kicked dirt over the glo...ing mound of embers until all light was extinguished. When he turned to join Peri, she had reached her hand out inviting him to follow her. A moment of bewilderment at the impropriety of a refined Spanish gentleman being led through the forest in the middle of the night by a beautiful naked woman assailed his chivalrous sensibilities. He shrugged. ++++++ Our wedding night was so sweet, she was a virgin, as was I, a man can’t prove it, but a woman… well, she was. We fell into a lovely sexual dimension of passion and loving and touching, unobscured by the memories of other lovers. I gave her three orgasms for every one I experienced, and she came back for more. Lots more. Time conspired with biology to produce four children within seven years. Twelve years after our wedding, all was good. ++++++ It was a cool October afternoon, a Saturday,. I looked back at Colby and my eyes meet his eyes. He was watching me watching him. I thought about running, but the look in his eyes and the smile on his lips told me to stay. I just stood there, stroking my hard dick in unison to his thrusts, lost in sight and overwhelming smell of sweat and musk that was filling the room.He winked at me, then grabbed Harper by the waist and picked him up, flipping him onto his back. He leaned down and the two of them kissed, I could see my son sucking his. I couldn't help but notice that Betty seemed to be showing rather more of her breasts than the night before even though she was wearing the same nighty. She also had her wine on the coffee table and kept bending over to get it and put it back down, each time, dropping the neckline open exposing her boobs to the edge of her pink nipples. I opened the second bottle of wine and was standing over Betty, pouring her glass as she looked up to me looking down at her mostly-exposed breasts. "Oops, I'm.