He walked through his front door and without so much as a word to hisparents; he went straight to his bedroom and closed the door. The lastthing he ne...eded was his mother or father wanting a conversation. Makingevery attempt not to think about what just happened he decided to examinethe object he found. It looked like an old oil lamp, like right out of anArabian Nights movie. While cleaning the dirt off the surface, the lampstarted vibrating and a fine blue mist began pouring out. "Oh great,". This made be aroused and I saw her washing the clothes. It went about 10-15 minutes. After that she turned towards our house, I think she must have watched me seeing through the window. As I was stroking my penis watching her thighs and breasts, I could suddenly hide while she turned towards the window. After few seconds, I again peeped and saw that she was putting all the clothes in a bucket and then went inside the home came after a minute and took a petticoat and towel which was hanging for. Seeing her breasts bounce and now her cock bounce was driving me crazy. She let go of me to really bounce, and said, "Stroke my cock!" My wife was now bouncing up and down on my cock wildly, her breasts bouncing everywhere, and I was stroking her cock which was bouncing with her. This was so sexy I could barely handle it all. After a little bit of this, I could tell she was getting close to cumming again, something she doesn't do often at all, so this was really amazing. She stopped bouncing. This morning the island was deserted, just as it had been on my earlier visit with Sarah. Unlike the hotel and its environs, the only sign of progress or change here was a thatched dining area with rough picnic tables. No running water, but the thatch was a needed addition to the rather scrawny trees and other vegetation that might have provided cover against the brilliant sun and the heat that seemed to press against us everywhere. Absent the breeze on the water the three of us dripped with.