Is this the place?”“Yes Hoot, I used to dream about a handsome young man coming out here with me, making love to me on this very boulder.”“Are...you brave enough to strip off buck-ass naked and fuck on this big rock sticking out of the ground like this?”“YES, and I’ve waited long enough too. My pussy has been dripping since the first day I met you.”Ruby pulled her shirt over her head as she spoke, then shucked her skin tight, skimpy cut-offs over her hips, to stand buck-ass naked before him, her. Moreover he was lucky to get a close view as the spoon was right next to my leg and he had to literally pass his hand between her legs.He did not miss the opportunity to drag himself close to her lower body and move his head between her legs such that her pulled down pant could literally touch his nose. I was annoyed but on the other side I was exited as this was the first time I could see some unknown person sitting right between my wife’s legs , peeping at her private parts while her pants. We had a formal introduction then we went to an ice cream shop and took some ice creams for both of us. In this, I knew one thing for sure. She had developed the same kind of lust for me because of the way she was flirting, touching me constantly. she bit her lips twice when I tried to look deep into her eyes.When we were roaming around and eating ice cream and discussing the ice cream scoop fell right onto her cleavage. I quickly brought some napkins. But as we were in public she couldn’t. I had seen queening chairs in videos. Some were just a supported toilet seat, functional but inelegant. Some were padded or had provision for the comfort or restraint of the properly positioned face below. This outdid them all. I could imagine sitting here whether or not it was being used as intended.“I love it!” I exclaimed, running my hand over the arm, noting the workmanship. “I love you.” I reached for him and he bent to oblige me with a deep kiss. He was naked and his pole stood straight.