My wife heard it snap loudly as it came off, instinctively, she reached down with both hands to cover her pussy. She pleaded with Simon not to do it.... But it was no use. He fixed her with an intense stare and raised his hand that immediately made her move her hands aside. With a self-satisfied grin he ordered her to spread her legs. My wife turned her head to one side and looking at me, did as she was told. He placed the head of his cock directly over her exposed pussy then, placing his. The problem with this of course, aside from it being a bit crowded as others had the same idea, was that as noon time approached we needed something to do, as we were bored.“I don’t know about you, but I need something to do. This sitting around in the sun doing nothing isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be,” Grace told me.“What can we do, since we don’t want to go back out to the Baldwin Lake area?” I asked.“There are other things to see here. We could check out some of them,” she. I would love to see how they would write up my secret method in a management handbook.At last, it's time to hit the shower. We have them for the guys who like to jog at noon. I would much rather work through lunch and come home early to jog with my wife. It's some good networking to run with the guys at noon, but if I'm with my wife there's a significantly better chance of sneaking off the jogging path to score a quicky with a horny lady, who is already a little hot and sweaty. But, I digress.. Your teeth brush my shoulder and you squeeze my breast every time I open my mouth to respond stopping any utterance I attempt. I stop trying to answer and feel the hard bite of your teeth into my shoulder making me groan. “Are you mine,” you again growl into my ear. “Yes, god, yes,” I quickly reply. “Say it!” “I-I’m y-yours,” I stammer. “Better,” you praise as you loop the gag over my head and into my mouth, “with that resolved I think it is high time I remind you.” You start slowly.