Yuck) for me. It started to rain as we were dealing with that.There’s a reason the Lake District is as wet as it is. British weather mostly comes in...from the Atlantic – warm (mostly), wet air, the water content of which condenses as it rises to clear high ground. Where we were, east of Lancaster, the annual rainfall is less than Cumbria, but still, we were on the west side of a hill.We continued to watch. At least, the kids did. I flaked out after breakfast for over two hours, until Yelka shook. I was married to Rittu who had a very ripe body with fig 36 34 38 and she had nice boobs and big ass and we very much used to enjoy sex initially she was a shy girl when we got married but gradually I taught her all the art of sex then she blossom into a ripe lady and she often used to wear saree.She looks very sexy in it with her big boobs hanging out of her blouse and she used to deep throat my cock and take all my cum in her mouth and I even used to suck her clit and make her cum and we used. Didi again caught up with him at luggage pick-up and they walked to a cab together. He told the driver his address and he took her home with him. He lived in a loft a block away from Central Park and Didi was impressed with his home and his decor.They took a shower together and went to bed naked but did not fuck, they kissed and cuddled and took a nap.They made love when they awoke then he called his sister and told her she had somebody to meet.“Didi?”“Yes, Didi.”His sister quickly hung. Despite all that sex we still managed to get both of our camps in tiptop shape for our Camp Directors to arrive Friday afternoon for inspection. The kitchen staff had arrived that morning and completely cleaned and stocked the kitchen for the start of week one.We boys still met with the girls at the south end of the lake that Friday night for more sex. It was the end of a great week. Too bad the campers would show up the next day and spoil it all. I took the opportunity to fuck those three new.