He gulped down his final swallow of brandy as the door of the library opened. William, ‘Bloody Billy’, Percival, Commodore USN strode into the ro...m. Even dressed in his evening clothes, he commanded everyone’s attention. Just under 6 feet tall with gray flecked hair and drooping moustache, the man walked into the library as if he was patrolling the quarterdeck. Entering behind him was his wife, Jane. She stood off to one side. ‘Now, what is this nonsense I hear?’ Jack’s father grumbled. Jack. I was definitely hard again so I quickly moved between my wife’s legs and thrust all the way inside with a single thrust. She was as wet as I’ve ever felt her. She whimpered and told me “Yes”! several times. The strangers sat down together and simply watched us fuck. Turning to my right I could see the woman’s glistening pussy and the man’s now limp cock. I tried to really give it to my wife and provide our audience with a good show. I did manage to get a strong rhythm going and we were both. “Your pussy’s already wet”“It REALLY is “ She giggled and her hands went to my button and zipper. My thumbs were hooked into her waistband and I was pulling her tight leggings down over her sweet ass and her little thong came with them. I needed to stand and let her pull my jeans down quickly followed by my boxer briefs. The top of her head was well below my chin. I sat on the stacked chairs again and she stared wide eyed at my cock, her hand wrapped around it. I’m about 7 inches and quite. He ignored the invitation for now, but stored it in memory for later, perhaps.He undid the next button and then the next, slowly working down the garment until the last button parted. With consummate care, he eased the tails of her blouse from the waistband of her tweed skirt and eased it off her shoulders to join her cardigan on the bed. Francis remained motionless, her arms hanging listlessly, bereft of volition. Her eyes, by direct contrast to her body flicked around as if trying to record.