My lovely wife smiled and asked me if I was going to let her try to be fucked by that black man… Anita then made a rapid movement under the table an... took off her panties, spreading a little bit her legs, thus she was showing her shaved mound in the waiter direction, who was now looking at us… The waiter, whose name was Edmond, came again to our table with a tray of glasses. He had really now a huge erection. When he put down the tray on the table, Anita touched softly the head of his hard dick. The older a person is the less chance you have in perceiving the outcome of your interactions with them.They have the experience, tried and tested before you were conceived, getting you as you are budding to fruition, sweet and busting with vitality, looking enquiringly and inquisitive, and above all enboldened with youth and willing to impress.So what chance did I stand on my first day at the old folks centre as a student help. Mature for my years in both mind and body, inquisitive and eager. .. that feels heavenly ... Why don’t you join him at the table, sweet?” she beckoned with batting eyes.Smiling at her invitation, I quickly knelt down beside the gentleman and placed my face next to his between her soft widespread thighs. I took in the sight of her sacred flower and deeply inhaled her musky aroma before joining him to lap at her sweet cunny.My wife threw here head back and moaned as two hungry mouths began feeding at her trough. “That’s it boys ... lick her up and down ... up. I reminded Julie that we didn't drive or have ID's. Julie explained we would take her Moms Ford Escort and she had "borrowed" her sisters drivers license. Julie decided we needed to look older than 15. We put our hair up in curls. Next we borrowed tons of make-up from her Moms vanity. We did our eyes and nails plus some of the reddish lipstick we could find. Next we went into Julie's sisters closet to find something sleek and sexy. Julie put on this blue mini-dress that was supposed to be form.