I pushed and a jet of piss shot up from my cock - splashing his chest.I said, "That shows he likes you!"His hands spread my pee over his nipples."Neat...Trick!"I laughed as I took hold just below my cock head and started wanking myself. "It does help break the ice at parties!" Must be real hot parties!" he giggled.He began wanking himself - I noticed he was pulling his foreskin back quite far and fast over his cute shiny pink cock head. I moved towards him and we started kissing again - I rolled. She replied, in a curious voice “why do you like my blouse and yoga pants”? Busted was all I could think, busted and soon to be labeled as a perverted old man to be kept away from at all costs. I replied “Sorry, I don't mean anything by that comment, it just came out wrong, I apologize for any misunderstanding”. “No offense taken, but please just say what is on your mind, I mean what ever is ok with me, I'm a big girl, so please tell me what you like about my colors”. “Are you sure I wont. As headed back to town, she put her top on over the bikini and told me that felt great and very free walking around that way. I told her I enjoyed it also. She reached over and felt my hard cock and said that she could tell I enjoyed it. When we got back to the trailer, Ginger jumper my bones, practically tearing my clothes off, pushing me back on the bed and climbed on top. She slid down on me in one thrust. As she road me, she kept talking about her being in her bikini out in the desert. One by one our ‘participants” started showing up. By 9 pm all three were there. We stayed down at the bar until about 10 pm, and then decided to move it to the room. By now my wife was feeling pretty good. She grabbed her bag and excused herself to the bathroom. You could cut the anticipation with a knife. About 10 minutes later she called me over to the bathroom door. She had changed into a lace outfit with garter belts, stockings, and high heels. She looked so damn sexy. She gave me a kiss.