The front room of the dojo was dark, but Sensei was waiting there, standing on the mats."Hello Ken," he said. "I'm glad you decided to come." Is there...something wrong?" asked Ken."Not at all," replied Sensei. "Please change and meet me in the back room." Sure."The back room? That was odd. As far as Ken knew, the back room was just a spare room. Nothing ever went on in there. There were no mirrors, no mats, no workout equipment, nothing. When Ken walked in after getting changed, he noted that. “Ambassador, do you have anything to declare, did you buy any antiques, weapons, gold, silver, or jewelry?”“No sir, I have nothing to declare. I did not buy anything; I came home only with the things I took,” I replied.“Sign on the line. You’re good to go, I don’t need to look through your bags,” the agent said.After my bags were loaded we decided on supper at the Seafood Inn where we ate often. I wanted seafood; it has been six weeks since I had any of my favorite dishes.Jenny had read my mind. When all the buttons were undone I heard her whisper 'slip it off Mrs B.' Sally followed the younger girl's instruction and slipped the blouse from her shoulders. Lynda gazed into my wife's eyes and I watched as she reached behind and unclipped the sensible firm white bra and pulled it free from Sally's large breasts. It was abundantly clear to me who was in control of this situation. Lynda bent her head and sucked one of sally's nipples into her mouth. As she did a small moan escaped from. Well my plan hadn’t quite worked out for the week end but I was certainly going to get finished and back for Friday and Karen. As luck would have it everything went better than expected and I was home for Thursday night. Bruiser was as pleased to see me, as I expected and I was as horny as hell. I downed a large scotch, showered and went to bed. Although tired I couldn’t sleep, I was too horny, so I decided to have a wank. I threw the bed covers back and took hold of my old John Thomas,.