When we arrived at the house we made some supper and went straight to bed. We were both pretty exhausted after the events of the day, and strangely en...ugh we began our honeymoon by going straight to bed and within minutes we were both fast asleep.Next morning we awoke to a day that while being quite warm was overcast and cloudy. We had breakfast before getting into the car and heading for Folkestone where we had booked a room with Margaret and Helen. They were the landladies we had stayed with. Savoring those sensations coursing through me, I beamed at her, no glowed at her, as she smiled back at me.Knowing that it’s impolite to stare at a woman’s breasts for an elongated time, I rapidly moved my gaze up to hers. “You’re so beautiful, it hurts,” I told her.Lindie turned to face me laughing and said, with a little curtsy, “Well, thank you Mister Trainor. Compliments are always appreciated.” Then she wiggled her hips at me and I couldn’t resist looking down from her face to her most. I went to the bedroom at the front of the house, in case they went that way and to my delight they did, so I carried on wanking. They were just milling about, generally being quite naughty, banging on fences etc. then one of them kept lifting her top up and walking about wriggling her arse, which really got me horny. Unbuttoning my shirt I went right up to the window and made it obvious I was wanking over them, hoping they would look up - a bit risky, but I was so turned on. After a few. She pulled the negligee aside to look at her ass in the mirror. It looked luscious with the black garter belt framing it out, and her dark nylons covering her shapely legs. Phil had always liked her ass and legs.The door opened, and Phil came in. He grinned when he saw what she was wearing."Ooooo, there's a sexy woman in my bedroom."He was wearing a robe and kissed her. He slipped out of his robe and stretched out on the bed, with only his Jockey shorts to cover him. Ellen continued her.