Her dainty fingers touched her freshly bandaged head. "Don't get up too fast." That voice, that beautiful voice. Looking around, she saw she was in th... lounge area. The ancient fireplace was ablaze and was the only source of light in the room. Wrapped in a warm coat, (lost and found presumably) she suddenly realized she was in her bra and panties. "What happened? Who are you?" Panic started to seize her body once again. "Shhh. It’s okay, you’re safe. I'm Brad. You fell and hit your head and you. Since 15 minutes Mr. Gupta wasn’t stoppable as he was busy licking my Choot as this time his nose was also inside my Choot as I was sensing his breath. He was busy stretching my legs apart to get more and more deep. I lifted my sari to watch him as his wife was surprised to see his nose and lips fully buried deep under my waist area. I was holding the Sari under my teeth as could not control as splashed his face with my 2nd Orgasm by pinching my pink nipples from the Bra. He released my Choot. “That feels so good!” I purred, moving my hips in a figure of eight motion, very slowly.A deliciously wicked sexy thought popped into my head just as the tip of my husbands tongue caressed my aroused clitoris.“Shall I phone Trevor and let him know what you’re doing?” I smiled enjoying the deft flicks of my husbands tongue.My husband looked up and smiled.“Why not FaceTime him!” he smiled and winked, giving me his blessing to put on a private sex show for my new lover.I leant over and gathered my. Jim must have been confused, tired, irritated by his rushed drive out to the airport, or maybe just miffed that his cheerleader flash entertainment was disturbed. But he did the exactly wrong thing. In a grumpy and arrogant tone of voice, he told the guard he had nothing illegal and, anyway, he was sick of years of unconstitutional arbitrary searches. 'Did she know who he was!?' he asked with both question mark and exclamation point.Jim, a libertarian but a sensible one, didn't actually object.