Within the Tavern Walls 5

In the passing of a few weeks, the elders continued their visits to Mrs. G. "We pledged to your husband that we would safeguard your purity," they would declare, barely concealing their smirks, "and we are most earnest in fulfilling that duty." There were many of them, but they would come in pairs. They started asking her to take off pieces of her clothing, and as time went by she was left in less and less clothes - "You are indeed a virtuous wife, but to check if you are retaining the purity of your soul, we will have to see how you react to being touched directly on the skin". Soon enough, Mrs. G would find herself only in her undergarments, their aged hands roaming across her curves. They did not venture to her most intimate places, yet their touches and words had an effect. At times, a soft moan would escape her lips, and Mrs. G could only hope the elders would not take notice. It would be most shameful if they suspected she was succumbing to temptation, and so soon after her husband's departure. Thankfully, the elders seemed to pay no mind. Yet, in truth, the elders didn't just heard her gentle moans but also noted the warmth of her skin, and all the other signs that made it clear that Mrs. G was growing responsive to their touch. In fact, in their private meetings, their newest amusement lay in wagering coins on who among them would first press a kiss to Mrs. G's lips, who would first grab her large breasts, and who would be the first to put his old dick into Mrs.G's pussy. Anyone wants to know what happened next?