I was scared for our safety at this point!"Yes! YES, he's my husband, but he can't give me what you can!" I knew it! You know what happens to lying li...tle sluts!" Please! I'm so sorry, PLEASE just fuck me!!!" Oh, I'm gonna fuck you good, you just do whatever I say now!" Do what you want, I'M YOURS! JUST FUCK ME!!"During this exchange Auger was barely inside of her, even with these few inches I saw that my wife was approaching a massive orgasm. She was rubbing her clit and lunging her hips. The glass in the window reflected my image back to me; I wasn't wearing much, just a pair if bikini knickers. I sure I look alright, no one had any complained before. In the blackness I saw movement, someone was looking up at me. For the first time in days, a faint smile played across my face. Well at least someone thought my body was worth looking at. I didn't move away, let the guy look, my boobs were small but firm, my waist trim and flat, and my hips flared nicely to long legs below. There. . stuff from those arty Indian types down there, Incas? no ... Aztecs. He told me that their gold items had been all over the place at first ... it was people going down for it that created the track we now use ... of course, just about all of the gold items were long gone he said, he only came down now and again after a period of rough weather to see if the sea had given up any more, but he’d never found any gold stuff ... he had a hip bag full of bits of broken mosaics and carved stones. I said to Bob,Do you have a swim suit as I didn't see one and he said,Yeah its hanging up next to my towel,so he slowly turned away from me and walked over to the rack where his towel and suit were,but they were not swim trunks,they were speedo's,blue ones with the name speedo in white letters as I took a look. He stood next to me and said I'm going to put these on and if I slip a bit,you can hold me up,Geez I just started to talk to this guys upstairs,I'm not one of these jock types that walk.