I mean Maria would knock the socks off any guy I knew, and the fact that she came to me when she could have just as easily went to some other lucky st...ff (and they would have been, believe me!) was amazing to me."Oh, John!" Her exclamation brought me back to reality and I looked at her again. She was staring at the considerable bulge in my boxers now that my pants had been opened and my cock had more freedom."Let's get these off you, I want to have a look at that beast!" she suggested. I raised. I want you to watch us."Jim could barely believe his ears but he had a good idea where I was going with this. I sat on the log next to Jim and began to stroke the inside of his thigh as we joked and laughed. Paul soon came back: gave us our drinks and tended the fire. When he was seated across from us I moved my hand to Jim's crotch. I stared at Paul and began tracing the outline of the man's prick. His hand shot over to my pussy and I opened my thighs to give him complete access. "Mmmm, look. Her thighs were miraculous! He continued to rub the back of her thighs gently with his fingertips. He then started to massage them with his whole hand. He was working on the left side because it was closest. But every once in a while he went to the right and massaged that leg so it would not feel left out. Sherry was still "asleep". He figured she was awake. But they both realized this was the way they were going to deal with it. If she was asleep, they didn't have to acknowledge it, talk about. I knew we had very little time together this day. I was dying to make the best of it. We sat there, only talking. He was so easy to talk to, like I had known him forever. Had I? Maybe in a past life we were some great pair of lovers. Antony and Cleopatra, Romeo and Juliet. I wish I known then that just as those fabled lovers, we too were doomed. He looked down at his watch after what seemed all at once to be an incredibly short time, and what seemed to stretch forever. He got up, and pulled me.