My wife was inside the washroom and the Colonel stood with a towel in his hand at the door. The door was partially open and the Colonel was looking in... I was sure that she had nothing on. He and Sunita were talking something. When they heard us enter, the towel disappeared from the Colonel’s hand into the washroom and the door closed. Jyoti looked questioningly at the Colonel. Poor chap stammered, “I was handing the towel to her… She forgot.. to take it.. There was no body you see.. She. Maintaining focus was always her greatest challenge. She told me that she got to thinking about sex and would feel horny and aroused and then she couldn't hit the ball straight. It wasn't like the rest of us didn't think about sex sometimes while we golfed, but we were better able to keep focus.Tiffany was focused but she still struggled mightily at the long and the intermediate game. Once she was on the green, she could get the ball down in one or two shots, sometimes three, but she couldn't. "All done " his wife said cheerilygiving his ass a swat enjoy your shower I bought you some new shampoo "with that she left leaving her hapless husband to soap and wash his bodyand shampoo his hair with the heavily perfumed shampoo, when he wasfinished he wrapped the towel around his hair and made his way to hisbedroom ,if it could be called that , really a box room containing asingle bed with pink sheets and duvet , a white and pink dressing tableand matching wardrobe , the barbi wallpaper. A booth door inside was locked, but I could recognize my sweet Ana moans when she is being well fucked. When I heard my wife crying after an intense orgasm, I dared to knock at the door. Charles opened it. He was still buried deep inside my sexy wife asshole. Ana was bent over the wall, with her skirt around her waist and her small string down on her knees. She had an incredible lust expression in her beautiful eyes. She really looked well fucked…“Honey, Charles had fucked my ass in a wild way….