Nobody was watching. Everyone was just waiting on line, biding their time. I started shifting my left leg back and forth slightly to make the ladybu... kind of pulse on me. I knew that when I came it was going to be strong - I had been teasing myself all morning after all. I must've gasped slightly because the European woman, who was now the closest person to me, looked over and smiled. I was just on the verge of a giant climax as I tried to smile back - I'm sure I looked ill or something,. I had worn her tights and shoes and tried on her school and Guide’s uniforms and some skirts, tops and dresses, but nothing more intimate. Not whilst she still used them. But I considered they were now unwanted by her and were my inheritance. She had barely left the premises when I started to enjoy my legacy. The first time I was alone in the house I went into her old room. I opened the top drawer and took in the sight of my lovely bras and panties. There was only a few, but they were mine. I. “so you have been playing with our toys too!?” “Please, anything at all!!!” I told her that it wasn’t just an affront to me, but also to you, seeing she was playing with your toys so I told her to get dressed, to take the toys, to clean them off and bring them back between 10:30 and 11:00 that night, with her friend to apologize to both of us in person. As an afterthought I reached between her legs and pushed four of my fingers as deep into her sopping cunt as I could, pulled them out, turned,. My wife does not ski but will hang out around the resort or cuddle up to the fire while I'm out and read a good book. This trip however proved to me that yes, anything can happen. ANYTHING!I booked a cabin for the week. It was nice secluded with a hot tub, big screen just the whole works. We arrived, unpacked and while taking a look around I could see this cabin was totally set up for a weekend of sex. I'm talking sex swings in the closet ready to hang from hooks, straps already tied and hidden.