Linda reached for Bert’s big cock, which was rapidly returning to life. As Bert rose up, kneeling on the couch, Linda lowered herself onto my cock. ...I groaned as her silky warm envelope slid over my shaft. Bert pushed his hips forward and Linda parted her lips to receive his thick head. Her warm moist pink lips sealed around the base of my stiff cock. She worked as much of Bert’s monster shaft into her throat as she could and still only managed half of it. Sam’s grunts and moans filled the room. Despite our age difference, he was probably the best friend I'd ever had. I shook it off the second day. He was an adult, and he made his choices. Nothing I could do or say could change anything. So I mentally wished him well, and got on with my life.The girls had walked around me gently, until I walked in to the kitchen smiling, and asked them to fix some sandwiches for a picnic. We took the meal, some water, a bottle of wine, and went down to look at our pond, now completely full. Now we. She leaned down, pushing back on my shoulders with her hands so she could kiss me. My finger popped from her ass as her hot lips met mine. Her tongue flashed out, tasting herself on my lips. That made me throb more. I groaned into the kiss, squeezing her right breast and thumbing her nipple.Her right hand trailed down from my left shoulder, brushing across my chest. Her fingers traced fire as they moved lower and lower. She grasped my dick, making me shudder. My eyes widened. I groaned into her. After Connie had gone home I was surprised, one day, to answer the doorbell and find Linda standing there with another girl about her same age. I welcomed them in, but was curious about why they would be visiting me since Linda knew Connie had gone home.When the girls had been seated on the sofa in the living room and I had given them each a lemonade to drink, Linda told me that she had enjoyed her session with me and Connie so much that she had told her friend, Susan about it, and Susan wanted.