He took my hand and walked me into the bushes off the track and in just a short time, we were in was a small clearing, with no bushes. He stopped and ...urned me to him and said, “Is here ok?” I just said ok. He then put his hands on my shoulders and without forcing me, I moved to my knees. He undid the belt on his pants, and the button to open them up, and let them fall down some. He pulled down the top of his boxers so his cock and balls were free of them both. With his hand on my head now, he. Pia, and I lay watching others, holding hands, occasionally leaning over and giving/taking furtive kisses, touching arms, thighs and glancing brushes to her well shaped, firm breasts, causing her nipples to harden and protrude against the thin fabric of her blouse. Too hot to cuddle, we just sat next to each other, enjoying the sights, and each other, occasionally sipping water from the cooler. Once, as Pia brought the water jug to her lips, one of the kids running around bumped into her,. I bit my tongue, knowing it would have a better use soon. He fondled my boobs again and I got wet, dripping wet, it was going to leak through my trousers soon.I didn’t have to worry though he grabbed the rest of my clothes, and fingers my pussy. He whispered to me, "So, my slut likes this, and wants to be fucked as hard as possible." I murmured, and he said, "Tell me you love all this, slut."I said, "Oh, Sir, I love all of this."He said, "Tell me you want me to fuck you."I said, "Sir, please. “Doesn’t she look fantastic?” Harry said.“Fantastic,” I echoed, not knowing what else to say, but knowing that the sight of Mrs Cathcart with all my spunk on her face was one to behold.“Would you clear the coffee table, please, Darren?” Harry said. I didn’t understand what he was driving at, but by now it was all for the couple to understand and me to learn.There weren’t many items on the table, and when I’d cleared it, Mrs Cathcart made her move, getting on her back on the table with her legs.