"You finally awake?" Willy asked, smiling and shaking his head.
"Sorry, guess I was pretty tired." You said and rubbed your head, beard, and the top of your bald pate, smiling. "Must be the age. Or all the drinking I did."
"I thought Jack was the old drunk." Boris teased.
"Heh, well, I've been getting into it." You say, grinning back, and pat your fat, happy gut. "Guess the booze went straight to my gut."
"And other places." Boris says, and grins and waggles his eyebrows. "Like that cute ass."
"Oh shut up." You said, smacking his big arm and blushing.
"Let's get this ritual done." Willy says and shakes his head, a knowing smile on his lips. "You two are insatiable."
"What can I say? I love him." You said, and lean over to kiss Boris.
"And I love him." Boris agrees, and gives you a kiss right back.
You and Boris exchange a few more kisses, then the four of you stand and stretch. Jack takes the lead, his robe stretching over his big gut, and you follow after, rubbing your belly, Willy and Boris trailing behind you.