Your virginity might well support you for a year or so, depends on your decision of course." That's terrible, ghastly." She trembled. "Bartering my in...nocence." Starvation and penury are terrible. Hunger makes men, makes people, men and women, do strange things." But won't you help me, perhaps just my mother's clothes and jewelry. I know her property became my father's when they wed." Oh course. Stand up, please and take off your jacket."She stood, looking puzzled, and wiggled it off, showing. All through childhood, teen years, during our relationship and then our marriage, I had always known Swati to be very aware and confident of her beauty and she did not mind flaunting it or using it. She knew she had an awesome rack, a perfect ass, and it did not bother her that men got turned on by it. In bed too, she is a wildcat, using her body (and her mouth) very well. She loves to try different positions, loves to talk dirty, asked very confidently for what she wanted, enjoys oral and anal. I managed to fill everyone's pussy several times as we played with each other before sleep. I have to admit I'm really getting used to getting my rocks off a lot. I notice I leave each pussy a mess when I'm through. The women don't seem to mind, they just dig in and clean each other with their tongues. We were fast asleep by midnight.The sun in my eyes woke me the next morning. I was starving and I had to pee. Only one problem. A very large hand had me in its grip and was gently stroking my. And the youngest of the group, the one she wanted most, stood smiling confidently as he ran his fingers over the surface of the largest cock there. His throbbing ebony slab of rigid fuckmeat was almost a foot long as well as nearly twice as fat as the one displayed by the oldest man. And seeing that magnificent shaft made her want him even more. Just looking at him, it was as if the sensations in her heart and her cunt were combining to create an overpowering compulsion to fuck, and hot, creamy.