It wasn'tbig, nor small either. A two story house with Mom and Dads bedroom downstairs along with his extra office plus living room, kitchen, a screen...dpoach on the back side. We walked upstairs, it had the look like manyhouse built in our area. Bathroom at the top of the stairs and twobedrooms on either side. Daniels parents used the extra room as a guestroom, always ready at a moments notice. It had the feeling of a younggirls bedroom. I guess it might had been prepared for a daughter. You know us well enough by now to know what happens next.The drapes and pillows are still covering the altar, so it's not long before Giulia is straddling Marco, and his beautiful cock is inside her. I sit on his face, and Giulia and I are kissing, and she is tweaking and twisting my nipples mercilessly. By the time we return to the villa, having done just about everything we possibly could to each other, the guests are starting to arrive. Marco runs off to shower and get into his waiter's. ”“What? A load of women sitting around talking about Jane Austen? I don't think so.”Claire laughed. “This is not exactly a conventional book club, sweetheart. At least not any more. It certainly started off that way, but it has, shall we say, developed into something altogether more interesting over the years. And yes, it's all women, but that is the attraction; no men to spoil the fun.”“You do know I'm looking for something more than a pleasant chat? To be frank, Claire, I need sex. I haven't. She had been working late most of the week in an attempt to ease her schedule. I was hoping she would be free tonight, although we had made no definite plans. I called her cell on the way home, but only got voice mail. I left a message for her to call me when she could. Almost as soon as I put the phone down, it rang.I looked at the number, hoping it was Beth. It was my mother-in-law calling from her house.“Hi Honey, how are you?” she asked.“I am fine Mom, how are you and Dad doing?”“We are.