And thereafter, after a wild lovemaking, they retied to sleep. Next morning Arindam woke up early and found his wife still sleeping. She was in her �...front-hooked’ nightie. He watched the sleeping beauty, and while watching her naughty idea suddenly flashed in his mind. He was expecting Ratan to come up with bed-tea in hand, and so, and egged upon by that naughty idea in mind, Arindam slowly unhooked all the hooks down her front to expose sleeping Tulika’s protruded breasts in the open . . . so. With family ... in Athens.”“Of course. And how would you be paying for this Miss... ?”“Mrs. Mrs. Rebecca Allen.” She handed the agent her travel voucher from the University.“Passport?” she handed it over and he copied down details. “I must call to verify the voucher and then call the airlines. If you could return at half past three, I should have everything arranged,” he smiled at her. “If I make a suggestion, Mrs. Allen?” She nodded. “You might want fancier dress when you board the aircraft. I. I’d lost my shirt about an hour ago. I heard a soft whisper behind me “Damn.” It was a woman’s voice, but one I recognized…Lynne! I whirled around and there she stood, cut off blue jeans, tank top, and a pair of cowboy boots. Her dark tan glistened in the sunlight. “Well hey there.” I managed to choke out, my mouth and throat suddenly dry.She seemed dazed for a minute, but quickly came back to earth. “Oh…Hi, Harris. I didn’t realize that was you in here.”I had to suppress the urge to roll. "Fuck my ass Jessie" she pleads. Mrs Jones quickly pushes me off of her and kneels down on the floor, her upper body resting on her sofa, she drops down into position, her legs spread, back sloped, butt high in the air, she sways her hips side to side rhythmically and turns back to look at me. I wrap my hand tightly around her thin waist and begin to search for entry into her anus. I guide my hard cock towards her puckered asshole and my tip makes entry into her backside and I begin to slide.