The next thing I knew, Buster began to run his tongue across my exposed pussy lips. It was all I could do to keep from screaming. I bit my lip and tri...d to clamp my pussy closed and my ass cheeks together so the damn dog couldn't reach my hidden places. Buster paused for a second then went back to licking with a vengeance. His tongue ran repeatedly from the top to the very bottom of my cunt. He turned his tongue sideways and slipped it between my lips. My clenched butt muscles automatically. We both bathed together washing and soaping each other’s private parts thoroughly and then wiped each other and came out. Without wasting much time we just headed to his bed and Fred came on top of me and we both began to kiss each other wildly. We kissed each other and then Fred again went down and began to suck me on my nipples and eat my boobs.I kept pulling his head to my boobs so that he could take the maximum thing inside his mouth and then suck them wildly. He kept giving love bites on. I started to spy for a place I could pull over. For a while the car was filled by my whines of needed release as her fingers kept thrusting into me, holding me on edge until I spotted a small dirt road leading into the forest. Pulling over I parked just a short distance onto the small road and excitedly, turned off the engine while pulling my pants down to my ankles. My underwear went down with them. “Please finish…” I pleaded in a voice way needier than I intended. “As you wish,” she teased. My husband Leonard and myself had been on the voyage as guests of the shipping line. Leonard had ghost-written the memoirs of the company's operations director Ernst Lehmann and his days as a ship's captain and the many adventures he'd had aboard his ships and back during the Great War, flying over England.We were both writers, my husband and I, but Leonard was still allowed to write whereas I was on the enemies list of our country's current government and a persona non grata. I had been a.