We fucked in the hotel’s elevator. We even did it in office rest room. It was so much fun. Those 15 days of my life was the best days. We had beach ...ex on a Saturday night when the beach was almost empty. Once we started, we didn’t care whether anybody was looking at us. Perhaps we were seen by some people, but we were so much into each other that we didn’t care about the world.Day by day intimacy increased and we fucked at every opportunity and in every possible place. But the sad part was 15. And before assuming his job he asked my wife if she wanted a ‘perfect fitting’ of her Kameez ? She was a bit taken aback by his words, and said out, “Certainly perfect-fitting; why? What’s up ?He smiled, and placed one his hand on her shoulder, in front of his young assistant who was aged hardly 18 years! And yanked her pallu aside, thus revealing her blouse-covered front. My wife face turned crimson in boyish embarrassment, but she did not resist such advancement of that old-man.He observed. I looked at Jennifer, rolled my eyes, shrugged, picked up my carry-on bag, and walked to the security line. I turned, waved, and then put my bag on the belt for the x-ray machine and after emptying my pockets, walked through the metal detector. Everything cleared, so I picked up my things, turned, waved once more, and headed down the concourse to the gate.I had hoped the promised Tom Clancy novel, Debt of Honor would be available prior to my long trip, but it was due for publication in. Her response wasn't as violent as the first bum fuck nor was her howl so loud, but the response was the same, although subdued. She struggled but he rode her, pumping with a force reinforced by a grinding hate, driving his entire cock up her bum and making sure her tits were given the smacking they deserved, so by the time he again emptied his balls she was off the planet, her gasps were but whimpers and she was like clay for him to mould into the available and accommodating wife that would.