We got in the middle place. At that age I was quite short, so basically when I was standing, I was surrounded by cocks.. all of them started putting s...oap on me, touching my shoulders, bum, penis. All I saw, was cocks around me. Most of them already was hard. After few moments few guys started doing the same with my grandpa. O of them told me to come close and help my grandpa. I was stroking his cock with both my hands. Was so interesting to have his cock in my hands. Quite soon he announced. I couldn't believe the effect seeing this was having on me. Jerome sat up taking his shirt off showing his large upper body muscles. Sliding down the bed he reached over placing both his hands at the waist band of my wife's skirt. Looking up at her he said something I was unable to hear but she smiled back at him and right away lifted her hips up off the bed. At that Jerome pulled her skirt down her legs taking it off her body. Reaching back up he grabbed the sides of her panties. Lifting her. The drinks were decent, but the food was erratic. Deciding to postpone the battle with the breakfast food, she turned back to her screen. She was busy with schedules and costs when the door banged open and an argument rolled in. She tried to ignore it, but the participants were having none of that. ‘I don’t care!’ shrieked the woman. She waved her hands in the air, inches from the man’s face. ‘I’ve had it! I told you to leave me alone. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I found someone else!’. He rose, raising his drink."A votre santé," he said. She supposed it was a toast and rose as well, glass in hand. It shook slightly."And of course most of all a toast to your poor husband's health," he went on.She saw how the bubbles had subsided, but taking a sip, she felt the sparkles on her lips and tongue. The drink's subtle sweetness was lovely. After taking a second sip, more of a gulp, she raised her glass to mirror his gesture. He sat down, taking his napkin and spreading it on his lap..