Within an hour of arrival she called our room and asked if I would help her figure out how to work her shower, as my wife was still unpacking I went t... her room to help her out, when she answered her door she was d****d in a small towel that stopped just below her arse and strained to keep her tits covered. A bit flustered I went to the bathroom to see what the trouble was, I was well aware of her following me into the room and also well aware of the growing bulge in my shorts. As I explained. Then it was more studies with Sam, this time on the computer. She went around the house watering the houseplants, humming happily as she did. Finally, the time arrived for her unarmed combat training with Amy.She went into the workout room and stepped into the training area where Amy was already waiting. The floor and two walls of the area were covered in padding. She stripped to her panties, just as Amy was and went into a defensive crouch facing Amy. The first couple of times she had trained. I bit my lip and boldly ran my hand up her leg and whispered into her ear "I want to eat your pussy so badly". Layla then grabbed me by the back of my neck and started making out with me. I was so happy that we could be making out again finally. I ran my hands up and down her body, and I could feel her wet, warm, pussy grinding against my leg. We jumped out of the sauna and into my bed. I laid her on her back and kissed all down her body. She moaned "Oh baby I want you so badly, I want you to. This embarrassed her further, especially since I still had not commented on my exclusion. This time she felt compelled to speak.“Graham,” she said, “I’m really sorry you were not invited to the degree ceremony. There were only three tickets available. Ingrid and the children couldn’t go either.”I stared at her. “And the celebration meal?” I asked. It had irritated me, that snub.“Well, you see...” she stumbled to a halt.“Your parents were in charge and I was not invited by them. You mentioned.