I could feel the warm sun against my body, the cool breeze against my tits. It felt so naughty to feel the breeze against my tits, I mean they're usua...ly covered but I loved the fact they were out. "My bottoms are going to get dirty," I informed James. "Oh really now, we can't have that can we. What shall we do about that?" I knew exactly what I needed to do, but I wanted to prolong it a bit more. We continued our walk until we could go no further and decided to head back. "Shouldn't you. Disappointingly Emily had started to dry herself off but had left the shower for me. She kissed me and I stepped into the cubicle and washed. When I came out, she held a towel for me and dried me tenderly her mouth occasionally touching a part of me that was momentarily exposed. ‘Breakfast?’ ‘I am ravenous.’ She smiled. ‘Hungry little thing aren’t you?’ We dressed together, she in a pair of cream coloured jeans that somehow made her arse look even better than the leather had. A pale blue denim. They were drinking and talking and then my wife and Tim started kissing. Bill then began stroking the inside of her thigh which she spread open willingly. His hand then disappeared up her skirt. Meanwhile Tim took off my wife's shirt and bra and began fondling her tits. Bill then removed my wife's skirt an panties and she was now completely nude. Bill and Tim then took off their clothes and my wife took turns stroking one hard cock and sucking the other. After a while Bill pushed my wife down. This is exactly what she had needed the last few years to sate the unrequited passion she had felt within her body. She felt truly full as his hips swiveled and thrust his large cock into her very essence. Connie felt used, debased, slutty with the knowledge she loved having this young stud relieving the pent up desire within her body. His cock was as hot as a branding iron and it throbbed against her sensitive nerve endings as he roughly plowed her moist flesh.Connie couldn't think as her body.