I was just about to suggest going back when i suddenly heard voices in the distance so we headed toward them finally coming to the edge of a clearing ...here we stopped behind some bushes. As we peered into the clearing i saw a woman standing still with her hands raised while a man pulled her dress over her head. As he did this another guy was groping her breasts and rubbing her pussy through the material of her panties. All this was happening inside a loose circle of five men and a woman. At. She looked in the mirror and caught my eye, making sure I was looking. Then she smiled, turned around and let those pink panties fall to the floor, exposing her whole ass to me. She bent over slowly and stepped out of the panties.She turned around and bent backwards, holding her pussy lips apart so I could see the pink interior of her pussy. It looked shiny and wet. She took one hand and put a finger right up her wet hole, fingered herself a little then brought the finger to her mouth and. Yes, sorry. I didn't mean to offend you ... just help," he whispered.She grabbed the panties and threw them in the basket. "You heard me, asshole. Get out ... leave me alone," she yelled again. "Stop staring at me."Jeff felt totally embarrassed. He responded in a fashion of an irate teenager who had been humiliated in front of his best friend. "I'll get you. I'll get even! You're the biggest bitch around here and you think your shit doesn't stink," he said. "You swing that pretty ass around. Karen didn’t object, not that it would have mattered, because now I was in charge. And I wanted to savor this, so far in our lives, a once-in-a-lifetime situation. Object? Heck, she was making little cooing sounds, like she was loving what was happening. Heck, I thought, maybe I’ll even write about this sometime.Then I had another thought, something, I joked to myself that was quite rare. We have a foam cushion, thick, probably a foot, lots thicker than a pillow. I don’t remember what we bought.