' 'Zya!' the old woman next to her groaned but Zya simply shrugged off the harsh tone. 'It's the truth, isn't it? If this brat is as strong as you are... claiming, then how come we have never heard of him until now? He's probably just some fraud looking for fame that will never truly belong to him!' 'How dare you!' Daiya roared and shot up, pushing the small chair out from under the table and slamming a tense fist onto the marble table. 'That is my husband you are talking about! Where the hell do. ." Christine began, reaching out a hand to caress her friend's soft, rounded face. "There's an unused classroom down the hall that was left unlocked. Would you like to go there?" Emma took a step closer and pecked Christine on the cheek. "Yes, please," was the only reply. They entered the dark classroom, which was far away from the gymnasium where the meeting was held. No prying eyes would find them there. Christine unbuttoned her own shirt, and then Emma's exposing both their sets of breasts. Resolving the situation, it was agreed that all the ladies (and any interested husbands) would invite them for an informal (what they called a ‘sensuous’) afternoon tea next week. Furthermore, to please themselves, they decided on low cut blouses, wide A line skirts with hemlines a minimum of three inches above the knee and no underwear. The husbands had to go commando as well. They were all realists and they knew that were well past the flush of youth but that’s what they enjoyed and what the. He wasn’t going to last long at this rate, but he doubted that was going to much of an issue. A mature Edna had turned him on so much he felt he could go on forever.He moved into action. He started thrusting into Edna’s mouth, forcing his cock deeper until it hit the back of her throat. He sensed her gag and decided to go for it. ‘She wants to be forced, so I’ll force her,’ thought Donal. He grabbed the back of her light auburn hair and pushed his cock into her throat. She gagged again, this.