Back in the room I laid on the bed with the AC blowing wide open, I was tired from the day at work and the drive down here. I fell asleep, I awakened ...y a loud beating on our door. I looked at the time , it was 3AM. I opened out door to find two guys holding my very drunk wife up , each one was holding a tit. I thanked them and took her in the room, one of the guys thanked me for allowing them the used of her extremely sexy body. I said yeah OK , see ya later and closed the door. She looked at. As she got out of the draining tub and began to rub her body dry with the towel, she reached between her legs and pushed a finger up inside of her vagina, something she'd never even considered doing before. She'd never felt the need to do such a thing. This time though her finger seemed to ease the ache a little bit, but she didn't really notice it. The probing was more or less just a simple examination of her body to see if she could detect something out of order, but nothing brushed against. N.The only question asked was:-"Would you please give your honest opinion about possible solutions to the food shortage in the rest of the world."The survey was a complete failure because:In Eastern Europe they didn't know what "honest" meant.In Western Europe they didn't know what "shortage" meant.In Africa they didn't know what "food" meant.In China they didn't know what "opinion" meant.In the Middle East they didn't know what "solution" meant.In South America and Russia they didn't know what. Leaning into her dark muff, I gave her pussy a kiss, a deep penetrating kiss. “Lie back on the bed, dear,” I said. Kara reached back, unzipped her dress and wriggled her curves out of it. The matching bra gave her large pale breasts a wonderful roundness and her hands caressed them, now free of the bonds of her dress. She lay back and spread her legs in front of me. Pale skin and voluptuous curves lying on the bed ahead of me, the scent of her filling my nostrils, I had only one desire. I.