I was getting hard. Molly’s dancing eyes noticed and gave me the sign to entertain Mary in my special way. Vicky, sitting there, naked as ever, nodd...d too. Drinks were put down and the two women approached Mary, licking the pink nipples and making her gasp. ‘Oh, that is terrible naughty. Girls on girls, I never.’ While she was distracted, I skinned out of my trousers and found my way beneath the sheet and between lovely Mary’s legs. Suddenly, my hands were pulling her freshly showered sex to my. The red mesh of her thong couldn’t completely conceal her pussy, and I noticed immediately that she must have been doing a good job of shaving down there.She reached out and pulled me into the bathroom and shut the door.“Wow, Ravi, you must have really liked what you saw, she said as she reached down to squeeze my crotch, with her eyes still locked on mine.She felt my bulging cock beneath my pants and started to take them off.“How long were you out there?” she asked.I’ve been watching you for a. Happy birthday, Mr Bishal and many, many more, she said in a low, sultry voice. The old mans rheumy eyes widened as she shifted under his trembling hands, letting her black-cloaked form feel the warm body beneath his wandering fingers. Standing there in the golden afternoon light of the kitchen, a fat old man groped the lush firm ass of the Nun as she ground her body appreciatively against his. Giggling like a school girl, Sister Mary extracted herself from his grip and took him by the hand. We entered the kitchen, then I realised I needed to shop. I suggested breakfast at the shack. I changed to better clothes and put on my swimmers. Grabbing a few beach towels. Heather put on her dress only and I drove Heather to her house sitting place. There she put on a bikini and summer dress together with sandals. There was a message on the answering machine advising they are returning tomorrow. We left for the beach front.During a nice breakfast Heather asked “Do you mind if I stayed with.