“Nothing. I was really tired from the journey yesterday. So I just took a rest.” Kavita said, getting comfortable with meWas she really tired from...the journey? Or was she tired of her adventures with Reddy? I thought, and I looked at her. The more I thought of last night between my wife and Reddy, and the more turned on I got. I pulled Kavita for a deep wet kiss. I kissed her hard.While I kissed my beautiful wife, my mind had images of Kavita and Reddy fucking on the berth below me. Then there. He slipped under the duvet and waited for her. She returned, wrapped in a towel. She saw there was still a hint of anxiety in his face and prepared herself. She dropped the towel and stood in front of him, arms above her head, one leg drawn back slightly like a dancer in a show. “Well then, Mr Farmer, like what you see?” Ben gazed at her in wonder. Her legs seemed to go on forever. She was arrow-slim with smallish breasts perched high on her ribcage, the nipples pointing slightly upwards. She. His pants were still on. His cock was kind of long and skinny. She started jacking him off, really slow, whispering something in his ear in Spanish, kissing him at the same time. Whenever I see that, a girl or even two guys doin' that, oh no, there I go, it's a big turn on for me, ummmmm, I want to be doing that too. I've learned that most women aren't so turned on by visual stuff, but that's not Sylvia. That made me hot, like on fire hot, even though I've seen people do that before, this time,. Although she had found that light pink pair neatlyfolded with her nightgown and simply assumed that Bobby had taken thembecause they matched.It was a lame reason for giving your son a girl's wardrobe to wear butCarol had said that any reason would be reason enough and that afternoonwhen Bobby came in from the bus stop she said, "Well kiddo, I'm graduatingFriday and tonight it my dress rehearsal so that means the whole nineyards."Bobby smiled at that. It mean a pedicure, manicure, facial, hair.