I made Sheetal lie on the table and piled honey on her breasts, jam in her pussy and placed eggs and food over her stomach. Now eat your breakfast dea... brother I told him, but no hands are allowed. Together we ate of Sheetal’s naked body, feeding her too with our mouths. Arun licked the last of the honey drop from Sheetal’s breasts whilst I sucked the jam from her pussy. He picked her up and placed her on the rug. “Fuck me please Arun”, said Sheetal, he needed no further encouragement to. Still hungry or even more so, we went to another restaurant and grabbed some steaks, salads and a couple of drinks. This time we behaved ourselves pretty much except for when Sheila excused herself to go to the ladies room. She grabbed my cock, which had gone back down, as she passed me while being seated. I leaned over to kiss her and along the way I “accidently” tweaked her nipples which were standing out even more than when she was on the couch.I asked Sheila if she likes the public. Hotties like our sailing sisters have some difficulty changing pleasurable habits so we husbands didn’t expect miracles. Actually, we didn’t want them to change. They were damn interesting the way they were, so why would we?Sally and Sara had stuck with their new husbands during that special post-ceremony time but Sandy had slipped once that she admitted to. They were at the marina re-provisioning after a week out on the lake when they struck up a conversation with some other newlyweds who were. Sally whimpered and tried to stand up, but I just held her there a moment then took her by the hips and started slowly easing my cock out of her, almost all the way, then I slowly eased it back in until I was finally against her buttocks. Sally was gasping and moaning softly and started to push back at me as I continued to work my meat in and out of her small form. Sally hands were grasping the edge of the hot tub and her muscles stood out in her shoulders and arms as she pushed back to meet.