He closes the door slowly. The sound of the closing door tells everyone in the place it has started finally. He gets his hand on her belly and pulls h...r to himself while giving her back to the door. They are kissing passionately. He places his right hand on Wife's left cheek--now gently holding her face in his strong hands as they kiss more deeply. She feels his warm palm on her cheek and thinks how it feels. The sound of wet kisses turns on all of them. After ten minutes they stop. "Hello!". Looking over at her husband, still in bondage, Anita was horrified to notice he was now recovering from the effects of the tranquillizer that he had smelt.‘Please don’t force me to be rough with you. Surely you realize that I can get what I want by being nasty. If that is what you want, so be it. Should I start by breaking his teeth?’ he said in a matter of fact manner while proceeding to switch off the light. ‘It won’t do for others to wonder as to why the light in the room is on at this time. He surreptitiously viewed porn to prep himself for his duty.Can I blame him? Who wants an old woman?On the plus side, my face expressed fewer wrinkles than the calendar said it should. I didn’t wrinkle up as Mom did. Those who hadn’t seen me for a while remarked about my fountain of youth appearance. I returned their compliments. Theirs’s had an element of truth versus blatant deceptions. Seeing their decay still reflected on my ageing. To camouflage menopause, personal upkeep was doubled down.. Her head was nuzzled into his shoulder and his hand stroked her ass. The song ended and they parted smiling. After a while another song began and the other black guy asked to dance and off they went. He took off where the other ended but this guy was really into the slow grind and I could tell she was getting into it. The guy with us at the table asked me if we wanted to smoke some weed, I declined but said my wife loved it and probably would love to. He said it was laced with some other.