I think it was more by instinct than desire that he reached out and slid his hand up my inner leg and came to my very wet gaping vulva and realising w...at I was doing to myself thrust two waggling fingers into it and as I started to moan and pant realised that I could take more and added a third which tipped me over the top to my orgasm and I lay back and savoured his attention as my body shook and twitched with pleasure. Breakfast was altogether different this time and when I laughingly told. I opened my eyes to see her standing there with the towel wrapped around her gloriously tanned body with a smile on her face.I stopped in mid jerk, not knowing what her reaction would be or what mine should be. She broke the awkward silence by stepping over to me and taking her panties from me.“Well John, do you like the feel and smell of my panties?”How could I lie, my huge erection was answer enough.“Yeah, I love smelling you…I think you are a beautiful woman.”“Would you like more?”I wasn’t. Having never hidden the fact that I was gay, my initial presence was met with scepticism from many of the locals. After a few months, however, the novelty had worn off and everyone became much friendlier toward me.The people in the area were a very earthy bunch and apart from their crude language could be very vulgar at times. It took a few months to get used to this but I quickly got into the swing of things and eventually overlooked this inconsequential oddity. As I settled in, the place grew. I insisted that I didn't want to know where the cameras were located as I didn't want to play up to the cameras, I wanted my unfaithful slut fucking to be natural and unrehearsed. After a few tests and run through of the camera positions, hubby was eventually delighted with himself that every aspect of our bedroom was covered and any fucking occurring on the bed, the remote controlled camera would catch and zoom in if necessary, and all of the pussy and ass stretching that would inevitably.