Then there was the whole host of breasts and lovely shapes. I just couldn’t help but look.It wasn’t long before I noticed that people were looking...back watching me pass, they seemed to be mainly looking at my penis. It may have been due to the wine but although I had noticed quite a few twitches I hadn’t realized I had been walking along with a good semi erection not at all hidden as I’m not very hairy.So yet again into the sea to ‘cool off’ This was the first time I had been naked in the sea. The place was full of those African street seller guys and full of a strange smelling smoke. They all looked as we walked in. I ordered a coke & Jay had another Brandy. We moved away from the bar to have our drinks. I started to feel really relaxed, whatever these guys were smoking was good stuff.I remember Jay was looking quite dreamy. A guy came up & started talking to us in broken english. He wasn't African but looked like he might be Morrocan or something. He kept saying ' beautiful english. Don’t get me wrong, I love incestuous sex, I would love to fuck my bhabhi every-fucking-day, but she drains me out and I can’t fuck my girlfriend after that. Still, I love Ritu bhabhi.This particular incident happened 1 year back.Bhabhi called me and asked me to bring a bottle of cooking oil. I thought okay, this would be massage sex.I was happy, that I would get to fuck my bhabhi’s oily pussy and suck on her titties.When I got there, bhabhi was sitting in her black sari with no blouse. Her bra. The lights are dim; light enough to see what’s happening and dark enough to sit quietly and not be observed too much. I can watch her flirting and dancing with other guys, sometimes kissing them. Perfect for us. We love this game. The excitement spirals. We come home, make love and explode.But tonight, it’s different. Elizabeth decides to go out on her own. She’ll text and tell me what she’s doing. When she wants to. I can only reply. She tells me in a voice that brooks no argument, to lie.