Jonathan was surprised when his father handed him a glass of Cognac along with the three women."If they are both old enough share pleasures of the bod... then I think they are old enough to have an after dinner drink," said David as he settled down into a leather chair.Megan lifted her glass and smelt the aromatic liquor,"God it's years since I had Cognac, William refused to let me drink it, he said Cognac was a spirit only men could appreciate." I hate to speak ill of the dead, but William was a. He mouth traveled up and down my shaft (her breasts brushing against my thighs) over and over again...pausing occasionally at the top, before engulfing its entirety. She often would take my balls into her mouth and at the same time stroke my shaft.I hadn't a care in the world at that point and was totally oblivious to anything else that could have been happening. I didn't notice the door between the two rooms slightly ajar, nor did I notice that Sue's friends were taking this all in. But Sue. As if reading my mind, a dim light appears, just bright enough to reveal the slender silhouette of girl who holds an upright cello in an impossibly sensual embrace. Where the glow spills over her shoulder, I can make out a naked breast pressed into the cello's amber belly.Is it possible to be jealous of cello? Somehow I restrain myself from shouting, 'please play me instead,' or something equally dumb. Instead, I slip off my sweat pants and throw on my reading light, so she sees me in. This was a middle aged man who was a little fat. He came in and immediately dropped his pants. He semi-hard cock popped out. My new friend dropped to his knees and began sucking on him. I sat their watching, which made me get hard also. This guy shot his load in a couple of minutes. Of course my new friend sucked him dry. When the stranger was done blowing his load, he pulled up his pants and left.We started to talk about how this was such a turn on for him. I admitted that it was making me.