"Well maybe I can help with that..." whispered Peter. Shocked Molly started to squirm to the far side of her bed. Peter got up and laid himself down b... her and without a second thought lifted Molly's nightgown and started rubbing her crotch. Molly didn't resist and let him lift her gown higher and play with her perky tits. Molly, blinded by lust, pulled down Peters pants and started wanking him slow at first but soon faster. Peter had gotten his hand inside Molly's panties and was rubbing her. I stayed on my knees at the foot of the hotel room bed till Omar rolled off to one side of Mara with a long sigh of release. As he did, I could see my wife's pussy glistening wet, as well as seeing a small amount of Omar's sperm beginning to ooze out from between her bright pink pussy lips; again sending a thrill through me.I stood at the foot of the bed looking down at my wife and Omar laying there; as well as the look of her very well-fucked pussy. The realization that Omar's sperm was now. Two guys had moved into the two seats putting us between them and the screen. They reached out and started to touch her calves, one guy on each calf. I moved her closer to their chairs and their hands moved up to her knees. As we kissed deeply, Z moaned. One of the guys caught my eye. I nodded and he extended his caress further up her thigh. His partner soon followed. As I kissed her I was pulling up her the top . I told one of the guys “why don’t you take her panties off.” . Mom told Dad about the visit at dinner. He had never met her. They had sent her a wedding invitation, but she was out of the country, doing something in Africa for the Peace Corps. He had never met her. ‘She’s an odd old girl, wild as can be when she was young. Maybe she’s changed, and Barry sure likes her.’ Dad raised his eyebrows at me. ‘She was fun. I thought so, anyway.’ I heard them talking later. ‘Maybe we should let her suck up to him. They have no kids, and her husband is loaded. Might.