A thought occurred – was this ****? She had no consent in the matter so it must have been – I was letting another man **** my wife.Pete was gettin... very into it. He spat onto her tits, straddled her chest, placed his massive dick between her boobs and started to titty fuck her. Karens boobs were covered in my mate’s saliva and precum. He was rocking his arse back and forth over her with his giant cock perilously close to her face. The tip of it just missing her chin. Pete noticed and thrust. I took the udder in both hands and squeezed from chest to tip as if milking a cow. I could see the tiny openings at the end of each teat where the milk would have escaped in the past but, of course, no milk had come from them for many years. The fact that these soft heavy tits had been untouched and unused for at least 20 years seemed a criminal waste.There was something even more important that had been untouched and unused in the 20 years she had been widowed and it was time to uncover it. I. You can keep it.”This made me a little more comfortable with her. Nearly 5 minutes after, she asked me in a heavy voice, why am I pressing her boob instead of keeping my hand on her shoulder. Just after that, I stopped. She looked at me, saying she knew that I slipped viagra in my drink so I can have a nice time with her.This made me free, and I kissed her, and she kissed me back. I was pressing her boobs, and she was pressing my head towards her. We gave each other a couple of kisses. I. They sat quietly sipping their brandy listening to everyone else's chatter. Gregory leaned over and whispered in his wife's ear, "If we were fucking, we'd be climaxing by now and this drill would have ruined it all."Miriam broke out into a laugh. It was good to see her do that. She seldom smiled except for receiving her well deserved applause after her performance. The play was due to end in three weeks and everyone was hoping for an extension since it was still selling out. Just as she was.