Walking on my 4 inch red stilettos, I roamed farther into the house, away from my prize. What guy could walk away from something just out of their rea...h? And more to that point, I glimpsed back slightly, and there he was slowly making his way though the rutting bodies, walking in my direction. Good I had caught his eye, now how to keep it for the rest of the party? With that in mind, I unclasped my bra, shimmied out of it before throwing it perfectly that it found its mark on the man's chest.. I can see you have gotten all wet in the water."Little did he know how wet I was.We packed up, hiked up the canyon, and went home. I never told my husband about the sex I had that day. I’d climaxed so many times; I liked it and wanted more, but although we went back there often, the man never appeared again.After a few weeks, my husband confessed something to me.“You know, Gaylee, that time we were at the river a few weeks ago… I saw a man he had his camera taking pictures of you. I stayed. Just as Sarah stood to start dressing ,the door opened ,Diane stood there , “ oh good your finished , your mother is outside in the car , and your dripping “she laughed pointing to Sarah’s pussy . I sat up watching her dress , she bent over to pick up her pants , giving me an eyeful of her pussy from behind , I could feel a twitch from my cock , then watched as she tucked her ‘girls’ away into her bra ,hoping I would see them again soon and not just down her shirt front . They went downstairs ,. When she finally looked up from it, she frowned and said, “I don’t think I can ... it’s a lot bigger than Jon’s and, uh, ... what if he finds out?”“Are YOU going to tell him about parking well out of sight?” Lynette asked the tiny brunette who was still kneeling on the front floorboards.“No way,” Andrea sharply replied to her friend.“Andrea,” I softly stated as Lynette slowly rubbed her left hand up and down my cock. “You don’t have to do anything that you’re not comfortable doing. Just know,.