“Get dem out for me; I wants to see ya tits.” He said with no emotion in his voice. It wasn’t a question or even a command; it was more a statem...nt of fact. “I can’t,” I trembled, “…not here.”“Over there then.” He pointed to a hut in the corner where the attendant dispensed deck chairs at the week-end.“Junior,” he barked, “open da door for I!” The tall gangly youth with an Afro hair style wearing ¾ shorts and an Arsenal shirt immediately turned and ran towards the small wooden building. . She said ok.There are two beds one for uncle and another for aunty placed nearly one after one.I fell down on the bed she is near to me.Ac is on 17* temperature degree full cooling.I was shivering my bedsheet was small.We both are near to near.I want bedsheet now and I want to feel her now.She is nearer to me less than two feet distance I moved my hand slowly near her neck.And she got a touch in the sexy neck.Slowly move to boobs and touched it, she is feeling it nicely in sleep and moaning.I. Every 2nd or 3nd thrust would make me cum, I was creaming all over his cock and we were making a real mess! In fact if someone had walked by it was doubtful we would have ever noticed them! After another 10 or so minutes I felt his cock swell again, he came again just as powerful as the first feeling the gush of his warm cum inside me, we had lost track of time too and had been there for at least two and a half hours! He got up and I couldn’t resist sucking clean his cock as a torrent of his. "This stunned Philip because, apart from anything else, the word 'fuck' was not normally in his wife's vocabulary.Whilst this conversation was going on Beryl had got up off the floor and was rubbing her buttocks whilst still sobbing loudly."You deserved that," said John, not too unkindly."I know I did, I don't know what Theresa and Philip must have thought." They probably thought you deserved it too, I expect Phil has got a hard-on thinking about it," laughed John.Still rubbing her arse Beryl.