“Well the girls seem ok with it so why should we be prudes,” my wife replied and although I was somewhat surprised by her response I was also deli...ghted.I sat back down and continued to read my book although concentrating on it with so many naked beauties around was difficult. We had a good mornings sun bathing and headed for the lunch, once there our eldest asked why there were people with no clothes on and was it ok. My wife’s response shocked me again, “Yes of course its ok, this is a nudist. Fir maine usse tumhare baare mein pucha. Aur sab pata kiya tumhare baare mein. Aur Deepti ko promise dilwaya ki woh tumhe kuch na bataye.AB: Mere pati ne kabhi khulne hi nahi diya mujhe. Usko bas apne enjoyment se matlab hai. Usne kabhi pucha hi nahi ki main kaise karna chahti hu. Main apani feelings kabhi show hi nahi kar payi. Aur jab bhi maine kuch alag karne ki koshish ki to unke judgemental looks se himmat nahi kar payi.AB: Meri bhi kuch feelings hai yar. Aur bas isliye shayad Deepti ki. She smiled, took a large drink of champagne, and slid her mouth over my dick. The fizz of the bubbly and the work of her tongue brought me the rest of the way to attention, and she moved back and forth, pulling me in deeper each time, until my rocket was probing the back of her throat. She swallowed the champagne and the tip of my dick followed. She massaged the tender underside with her warm tongue and drew me slowly all the way out, sucking tightly on my tip. I almost came right then. Wow, I. I was required to shoot some water onto a pad, which was tested in front of me. It came back as water. I was allowed to retain my squirt gun, as it was deemed to not be a dangerous or even a realistic imitation of a weapon.I could understand security concerns, as there had been a rash of hijackings and explosions on planes, recently. Mundane and magical security had been used to beef up protections on all aircraft. I was not very worried really.The flight to England was boring. I had.