Before we got there Doreen asked me if my friend had ever met my wife. No he hadn’t that I’m aware of. Then she asked if he knew her name. Now tha... I wasn’t sure of. Doreen decided to pretend that she was my wife so that we could join as a couple if we really liked it. I got the impression that she already liked it.We found the so-called battlefield, we eventually found the Confederate campsite, and we found my friend. He gave my ‘wife’ and me a tour of the campsite and Doreen got to talk to. She was not leaving any stone unturned. She wanted him completely. Completely inside her. Ankit’s hand was on her breasts and he was caressing them.He was unhooking her hooks one by one. Looking at his speed, she held his hand and opened all the hooks fast. She reached for her back and removed the hook of her bra in one go. As the straps of her bra were sliding down from her shoulder, her massive yet firm boobs were getting exposed in front of him. He did the remaining job and take each boob. Giving her a quick leer up and down, he walked back to his seat with his pants bulging, he was not sure exactly what had just happened. But was quite certain it had something to do with her bare female posterior!She scared to death still blushing and embarrassed pushed her bare breasts back into her dress, straightened herself up as best she could, buttoned her coat and hurried to get off the bus. She felt the stimulation of being stuck to the seat, it had left her wetter, and trembling with. She then licked some with her wide tongue. My eyes moved to her husband. He was walking out the glass window, from there house. He put down the gas can next to the lounge chair. I then looked in my back yard. My lawn mower was still going. Fuck! Had I blown it. What had I done. I then looked back at her on the lounge chair. She was talking to her husband. She got up and touched the front of his shorts. She then whispered in his ear. She put her fingers in his mouth. He took a big lick. She.