We were still in the lotus position, sitting on soft matrasses in a room converted into a temple of the goddess Shakti.“What is going on, ladies?”...William asked.“We are not here to listen to your wisdom about fucking eternity,” said Susan. “We want to know how to fuck better to keep our husbands happy.” I let my gaze travel over the beautiful naked bodies of the three forty-something farmers wives only to stop abruptly at the V between their legs. The areas between their thighs were disheveled. I watched, mesmerized as her breasts wobbled like ocean waves. She sat down on my lap, grinding against my manhood, nipples level with my eyes. "What are you waiting for?"That was all the permission I needed. I opened my mouth, taking the whole left nipple into my mouth and sucking gently as my tongue rolled over the firm tissue of her nipple. She sighed. I moaned. I let go of the left and attacked the right. I felt her hands on my hand, holding me to her."God, I love this!" she whimpered,. Feeling more confident I walked into the main office looking at all the deserted desks with the usual collection of family pictures and junk on them. I saw a door ajar with a light on and knew this was where I was supposed to be. I walked over and knocked. “come” and deep voice replied to my knock. I walked in and saw a middle aged fat guy sat behind the desk in a smart suit. “hello sir, I am here to take some notes” I purred trying not to giggle as I said itI perched on the edge of the desk,. It was a mutual support friendship more than anything. There was no real sexual tension between them, their age difference was enough that neither one of them looked at the other as a possible sexual partner. Well, at least neither of them would admit it to the other, or to anyone else. It would just make him seem too creepy. There was no need to create any sort of facade, they were two individuals that needed some company, someone to do things with while they processed their losses. .