She buried her face in their crotches and they did the same to her. Then Genevieve got on her knees, lifted her ass up, and had them kiss her ass chee...s. I was all smiles because I knew that the pictures would look fantastic.At the fashion show they were there two hours early as required. I was assigned a chair to sit in and told that I was not to enter the dressing room under any circumstance. However Genevieve got the other two girls to come out to me after their hair and makeup was complete.. I decided to take my blouse and bra off. I wanted these guys to enjoy my big tits, plus I’d been lucky so far tonight with cum shots. With three guys, it could fly anywhere.They were all gently but thoroughly checking out and squeezing my boobs. It felt so nice. I instructed, “Boys. Pants.”They quickly responded as three pairs of jeans and boxers were soon enveloping their ankles.I enjoyed having them continue to scrutinize my titties as I stroked their cocks and massaged their balls. “Very. But I also somehow wanted the afternoon to last forever. Loved the tension of taking it slow, building our desires until we could no longer hold back and had to ride one another to orgasm. Whether that act would take place in the bedroom or out on the more public balcony overlooking the palm-bordered gardens would not be a conscious decision. We would twirl, roll and crash against anything that would take our weight, completely lost in one another. As the hot water sprayed and rivulets poured. “Ronald and I took over the ranch when we married. It was a bit run down. But we got things going; and Ralph was born.” Iris sighed at fond memories. “The place became busy with people working and we were happy with how things were shaping up. Then the crash came.”Iris paused to sip her brandy and I remained silent; knowing she had more to say.“The Navy recalled Simon and before long I hardly saw him. Oh, the occasional flurry of leave; then a return to the prudence of widowhood. I missed.