I looked at my husband, then at Bobs wanting to be released erection. I grabbed Bobs hand and placed it on my aching breast while my hubbie finger fuc...ed my pussy doggy style. I loved the sensation of another man touching me freely in the presence of my husband. His cock grew as I held it. "Ah yes guys, that feels so good" as I placed my finger tips against his erection. I could feel his cock touching my fingers as Bob leaned forward to grasp my other breast. The head of his cock swept across. We approached within two hundred yards of the male and the cubs he was nominally protecting and I let George break the ice by lambasting the male with his 450. Sometimes bigger is better and the male didn't even wiggle after the shot.Everything else in the canyon was looking our way now though and I figured their ears were ringing nearly as much as mine were. The female lions were damned suspicious of us moving closer to their mate and cubs too so they left off hunting and began working their. They were so sexy. How could they possibly not fancy each other?The track ended. “What shall we have next?” I asked, “something modern? What are you into?”“Let’s have Stone Sour,” said Lettie, “Made of Scars. It rocks.”I found it online. I had no idea what to expect, until the first riff made the water in the tub shimmer. The track did rock, indeed. I really hadn’t expected these sweet girls to be into this kind of stuff.They looked so well-behaved and nice – well they were of course – that. I watch as they moan and grab your hair, forcing you to begin sucking their cocks one at a time while stroking the other. I watch as their veiny meat disappears and then reappears from the confines of your lips, your cheek bulging with every thrust from their massive heads. It’s not long before you are raised to your feet and your skirt is hiked up high around your waist. They unbutton your shirt and you willingly remove your bra from underneath. You take position on your hands and knees atop.