”“Mm, hm.” I worked on her with my mouth, moving down her neck, across her chest with stops at her nipples, and then downward to the top of her ...ikini bottom.“What...” she began, and then she laid her head back with a sigh as I planted a kiss on her pubic mound right through her bikini bottoms. I could smell her arousal, and her pheromones aroused me, in turn. My cock was so hard it hurt, but I didn’t want to rush my wife’s first experience with me. I worked around the bikini panty, kissing and. We had both put on cool summer dresses, mine a pretty cream number with a huge green flower design that buttoned up the front. Lorraine looked gorgeous wearing a white dress that just covered her knees. Lorraine had on her red high heels and a pair of over the knee white hold-ups. Both of us had decided to go without underwear, in order to tempt the guys during the journey.I nodded to Lorraine and we both slightly spread our knees apart. Carl was engrossed in reading the menu and didn’t notice,. She covered my shaft in kisses and flicks of her tongue, her hands fondling my hips.The thumb and pointer finger of her right hand wrapped around the base of my cock, pointing it straight up towards the ceiling. She held my tip to her lips, softly kissing and licking the head, her eyes closed, smacking it against her mouth. Her lips wrapped around my shaft, slowly inching back and forth, from midway down my penis up to the corona and back, her cheeks pulled inward from her strong but gentle. ." OK. Just breathe, quietly."We continued to observe for some minutes. I refused to believe what I had just seen. There was no way that was Jean.After a lifetime the Kid and Nobby relieved us. Derek and I moved back to the basha, to get our heads down. Derek spoke only when we got there, "Was that yer wife?" He spoke in a murmur. Whispering carried in the dark because of the high frequency 's' sounds. A murmur was deeper and since we were packed close in the basha we could speak low and it.