Our Sunday began with us sleeping in later than normal and Beth woke me with a kiss and a smile, “I’m famished,” she said, “let’s make break...ast once we get dressed.”I stretched as she got out of bed and pulled on her lounge tights and a tank top. Her boobs were so firm and prominent on her chest and her nipples were making a perfect show under the top, a bra for her was more a formality than a need.Beth ducked into the closet and brought out another big box with a bow and placed it on the bed.. Bas fir shuru hua humara mahabharat. Maine bottles side kari or uska face pakad k use french kiss karne laga or hum dono sofe par let gaye thy. Mai use kiss kar raha tha or hum ek doosre ki toung se khel rahy thy.Fir maine uski neck pe kiss kiya or boobs press karne laga top ke upar se hi usne neeche bra nahi pahni thi uske nipples tight ho gay thy. Fir maine uska top utar diya or boobs par toot pada uske boobs to maano mujhe jannat lag rahy thy mote mote doodh se bhare.Fir maine uska lower. It was incredible to be sitting there in the bubbling water, knowing my wife was jerking off two men at once.After a while Pete said he had to go, but he hoped he’d see us later. Jan and I headed back to our room, with Jan telling me how great his big dick had felt in her hand and how much she wanted to feel it inside her. She just had to have him fuck her! We made passionate love and then got dressed and headed off to dinner.Afterward, we ran into Pete again and asked him if he’d like to join. The existence of the boathouse had simplified the logistics of their training enormously, so much so that they had even discussed setting off on their expedition yesterday rather than today. But yesterday had been the day of a major storm. Their rational minds insisted it was entirely artificial, but the experience of the strong gusty winds, the blowing rain, the thunder and lighting, to the senses it was all deeply real. And under the gloom of the dark clouds, the cylindrical nature of the sky.