We entered the house and mom thanked me again for the wonderful evening.“Thank you son, that was wonderful”.“Why thanks mom, you are my mom, you...should not say thanks to your son”.“No son, I am saying thanks, because it is a long time since I enjoyed an outing outside”.“Don’t worry, mom, I will take you out regularly”.“Oh, son you are so nice, I wish your father was like you”.“Don’t worry about him, mom, just get on with your new life”.“Yeah” Mom sighed.Mom kissed me on the forehead “Someday. I called my loving husband; who was at home, to tell him about the flight and some other things. Victor asked me if I would spend the night alone and I joked, telling him that none of the cocks I had seen around, were worth for a good fuck…Victor laughed, saying I was a liar…I read a book in bed for a short while and then I turned the lights off.Sheila had the room next to mine and I heard her door shut around the same time that I turned my lights out. I closed my eyes in the darkness, but then. He drilled her in every imaginable way, making her cum over and over again with his magnificent tool while I looked on, helplessly pounding on my insignificant member. After my wife rose to shower the sex off herself he turns his attention to me, still huddling, naked and masturbating in the partially open closet adjacent to my marriage bed. “Get over here,” he commands, a massive morning erection clearly evident under the bed sheets. Before I even think about objecting I’m already scurrying. "Oh is right," I kept on, taking in the flushed countenance rapidly spreading across her face. "Do you remember when she put her whole hand inside her pussy?" I was almost rambling now, wanting to see where this lead. "My God, Helen that almost set me off."Helen's hands were now under the table. She had begun frigging herself at a leisurely pace. In an almost inaudible undertone, she murmured, "I did cum, it was incredible."Trying not to break the delicate mood, but anxious to see more of what.