She insisted on washing me from head to toe, and did the same for May - who washed her while I cleared out my bladder - we had to take turns there too...After that we sat in the kitchen over cereal. May sat on a towel I got for her, and we all had them wrapping up our hair, but were otherwise still naked. I figured we had another forty till anyone else woke up, so we just relaxed."Why'd you guys wake up so early?" I asked."I dunno..." Melinda said, "but I'm not tired anymore." Me either" May. “This is where we get into our outfits before we go in.” She closed the bedroom door behind them and went to the closet, pulling out two white garments. “This is mine. I think this one will fit you.”Sally looked dubiously at the bit of cloth offered her. “I thought we were going to wear togas.”“The men wear togas. We wear these. They’re called stolas. The Roman slave women wore them”.“Oh.” Sally felt embarrassed at her gaffe. “I was just surprised. I thought stolas were, like floor. He took the right hand from there and circled my navel. I fell into a great emotion and murmured “ah…oh…..varun…. I like it…please do more …ah.” These sounds made him hotter. He called me “Ramya akka…..”, he placed one hand on my left boob and tried to unhook my blouse. I helped him to do it. Now I only wear a black bra. He caressed my boobs some more time. Then he untied my under-skirt and kissed at back of my neck. He is an amazing sexy boy. He slowly bit my ears. Then he placed my wet hair. My wife began to moan around the thick shaft in her mouth, gobbling as much of it as she could into her throat, and I’m sure by now tasting Kip’s salty precum. I watched as he quickened the pace of his thrusting, fucking my wife’s mouth with shorter strokes. My wife had to of been using her tongue to lick his shaft, because you could see how coated his cock was with her saliva, especially once it began to dribble down her chin. The deep throat-fuck had turned into a sloppy affair, as Kip fucked.