We settled in before grabbing our towels, sunscreen and bottled water and made our way to the beach. Agde is an odd place, like a 70’s Bond movie ba... guys hideaway. I’d soon learn it was better and prettier at night.The beach was wide and long. The water was surprisingly cool; we’d been in pools most of the time, only swimming once in Italy in the sea at night. (Skinny dipping outside of a pension we stayed at above a fish restaurant. Very lovely place in Grado)It was a Saturday about 3pm and. I took my shotgun and my revolver.We pushed as hard as possible, but it took two days longer to reach Eden than when I was by myself. I know that two things were much better than my last trip. The first one was that with Naomi and I both to cook we had better food, and Naomi got as much sex as she wanted. I was used to having regular sex with three women, and she was getting it all.Two weeks into the trip, Naomi said, "James, I am a week late for my period. I hope I am pregnant." I hope that I. She called out to her hubby, but instead of her hubby, Amit came inside.He was struck by the scene that he saw. His friend’s wife bhabhi was trying to hook her bra. He told her that her hubby was outside and said, “Sorry,” and started to go out.Amit had got an instant hard-on seeing the side view of his best friend’s wife’s perky boobs inside the tight blouse and bhabhi trying to hook her bra. But bhabhi called out to him, “Amit, please hook this.”Amit wasn’t expecting this and was in a dilemma. I opened the door to see Vrinda standing there. She was wearing her gym clothes – a green sports bra with a black zipper coat and black leggings.“Aww, how unfair for you to be topless and me…” Vrinda didn’t complete the sentence as she came inside my apartment and removed her coat and bra. I went speechless looking at her firm, big breasts. She had brown areolae and perfect-sized nipples.“Wow, you are so perfect!” I muttered out as I kept staring at her breasts. She smiled and tugged at my.