She was looking at me, her husband, chained to a rail milking the cum from another husband, while her married vagina was being violated…and she was ...miling. She turned and motioned to the older husband, Steve. I just stared as he moved up behind her and began fucking her with his 50-year old cock. She said something to him and they both looked over at me and smiled and waved. She raised herself until her ample breasts were swinging free of the bench, bouncing with each thrust. “God, YESSSS, I. “But I can’t hear a thing!”It was a dual stetho with a diaphragm as well as a bell, and the selector lever was wrongly aligned. I was going to point that out to her, but then I had a flash of inspiration. Why, I could easily achieve my dream today! So, I smiled (already a weak smile) and said, “Let me see”. I took the stetho from her, plugged the earpieces in, and then gestured her to bring her chair closer to mine. I was mortally afraid that she would object, but she did not.In fact, she even. I took my phone out of my pocket so I could thank him and tell him that I loved him and when I swiped the screen I noticed that I had a voice mail from him. So I went to my mail box and listened to the message he left for me."Hey beautiful, I hope you got the flowers I sent you and I hope that it wasn't too much, and if it was please let me know. Funny how you said that you can't stop thinking about me because I've been thinking about you all day for the last..I don't even know, I lost count.. “Sus-s-an-n!” The boy was coming back along the track. “I’ll go and speak to him.” Susan stepped around me, ignoring my stunned reaction. She pushed her way through the undergrowth and shrubbery towards the approaching voice.A little later Susan emerged back in the clearing, looking serious. “What did you tell him?” “That I wasn’t feeling well and that I was going to lie down for a while out of the sun.” Seeing how beautiful she was (or that was how she seemed to me) I could believe her mystery.