It must have been around 1 when i kept my hand on her soft mounds and acted like i was sleeping, she rolled over and my hand went to her belly, then i... felt it it was smooth as velvet, and i kept my hand roaming there for2- 3 mins this must have woken her up coz she adjusted her kameez and took away my hand, but i wasn’t gng to drop down, i boldly kept my hand up again and pretended to sleep, she reluctantly let it stay, then i moved my hands to her boobs and kept it on the right one her nipple. She let out a high-pitched squeal, which she cut off with a squeak when she remembered where she was; it would never do if someone walking past heard us. I angled the shaft so the head pressed against where I judged her g-spot to be. “Up a bit, just a bit, oh fuck yes, that’s it, right there.” I was almost worried at how aroused she was getting. I altered the setting of the Gigi to a regular pulse, and moved it around her soft, spongy interior. A little circle, followed by gentle pressure, then. I also explained that I was not against Helen dating others, but I thought that it was only common courtesy to tell me before I made the drive back home.Her father said he was sad that it was over, and that he felt we were good for each other. Then he hung up.Life went on and just before her semester break, I got a frantic call from a very drunk sounding Helen asking me to come and get her. She tried to explain where she was, but she did not know Detroit. I asked her to calm down and to look. My mind was spinning now, did she mean she had sex with her girlfriend while this guy took pictures. It was all too much for my cock and I need to put it in to her and now. It was a fast and hard fuck lasting all of 2 minutes. After that I fell asleep with images in my mind of my pretty naked wife in the arms of some unknown naked female.I took a lot more pictures while we were away and a few were of her topless on the beach and around the pool. She didn't seem to mind going topless around.