After a while Red asked me where the bedroom was, and then led me there to continue with our ‘discussion’. Pulling the covers back, we lay down on...the cool, clean sheets. My left arm was under her as we faced each other. We talked about the daily activities and I gently started to rub my hand over her beautiful full soft breasts. As we gently started kissing the intensity built up, and we started to suck each other’s tongues and having tongue wrestling matches. To slow things down a little I. I was lost in my own thoughts and drifting along when something in the corner of my eye caught my attention and I turned to a small opening in the dunes. I heard a shrill female voice scream from the dunes, and in the few moments it took me to gather myself, the source of the screaming appeared angrily within that opening of the dunes, stomping towards me, terribly enraged, attempting to half-walk-half-run whilst fumbling to get her blouse buttoned up. I was almost afraid to look in her. The guys climbed in and spread their beach towels on the sand. One of the guys began stroking her tits and sucking on her nipples and there were groans of pleasure coming from under the tee shirt and as he moved his tongue down to enjoy her pussy and clitoris I felt lips engulf my throbbing cock. He expertly rolled my foreskin back with his lips whilst using his tongue to tease the tip tasting the pre cum that had already seeped out. I knelt down alongside my wife licking her nipples and. He enters me with two fingers. They slip in with no resistance. “Thank you Sir,” exhaling again.His fingers move in and out of my slit. I’m trembling with need. I have been thinking about this moment for the past hour while I was waiting. His thumb rubs across my clitty and I start to grind against his hand. I am getting close. The sloshing sounds of my wet pussy, “his pussy” only add fuel to my inner fire. I am such a wanton slut for him. Keeling in a closet, naked, with a man I can’t even.