I jumped with the surprise, pulled abruptly back from my admiring reverie. I turned my head and saw Yolanda smiling her sly smile. Yolanda was the wif... of the drummer; she was quite a tasty lady herself, tall, slim, Goth, and extremely filthy when it came to sex. She'd been around for quite a while and was roughly the same age as me, late thirties, early forties, and was still a very striking and physically well maintained woman. Yolanda was dressed in her usual attire of a flowing black dress,. Hubby was the first one naked and he went down on me, licking and sucking my pussy. When Kent joined us Hubby came up for air and said: “Fuck her Kent! She is wanting your cock.” Hubby held my legs apart as Kent got into position and slid his cock into me. Goddamm! My husband just watched Kent bury his cock in me. As Kent fucked me I sucked hubby’s cock and I loved having them both! I was on fire and soon having orgasm after orgasm on Kent’s cock. Hubby leaned down and. "I moved down between his legs and repeated the act I had been performing in the living room. This time, however, he didn't hold back, he just held be tight to his crotch while his juices slid down my throat. He pulled me back up and we kissed some more. "That was fantastic Donna, I haven't had head like that from a guy for years!" he exclaimed. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well, get the KY and lube my penis, please, and I'll tell you." While I greased him up, he said, "You see... okay, now. The bed that had always been too small, and the cause of many arguments, now seemed far too big. The expanse of sheets and blankets too much to cope with. I lay right in the middle, flat on my back, the blankets pushed down either side of me, like a vaguely defined burial mound on the dark bed.Oh shit, now I'm thinking about death again. I'll never get to sleep like this. Maybe if I think about when he was still here... I never got near the middle of the bed then. He'd push me aside with that.