"What are you looking at Not uncle Max?" umm, oh nothing" I stammered..."Liar, I see you looking at me...you like what you see don't you? I know you'v... been looking at me for years." Umm..no not like that , I don't know what you mean...."She started walking over to me wth that bright smile and saying.."oh yes you do...and by the way ...i Like it...I like it a lot"Then, without announcement she sat down on the bench right next to me and scooted over so our thighs were touching....she leaned over. She had a personal trainer that would visit her in the mini-gym at the estate and help her work on her tummy and derriere; afterward they would crush cellulite away from her thighs with a rolling pin. She luncheoned at the club, then attended a Board meeting at her 'charity du jour'. After such a hard day she would relax on the veranda by sipping iced tea and vodka as she watched the muscular gardeners tend to the grounds. She served as 'fashion coordinator for all formal social gatherings.. Walking and encouraging each mating coupling had my legs wobbly in anticipation of my own desperate need for satisfaction. I treated Uno no different than the other females were able to treat their partners. I spent no time kissing, stroking, or manipulating his body or sheath. When I was in front of him, I dropped to my knees, turned and went to my hands with my ass pointing him. Just to make it the same, I went to my elbows so my ass was the highest part of me, just like the other two. She moaned and struggled to free herself to no avail. The man thentells the husband: "I'll take care of this now" and asked him to leave the room. He compliedThe man then turns to the still struggling wife and tells her:"Relax". "This is going to happen". The wife respond by struggling more violently. The naked man proceeds to climb on the foot of the bed. He gently secures the woman's legs, presses forward, and slowly begins to eat her pussy. Although the wife continues her attempt to free.