“I’ll be out on the sand if you want to find me,” she told Carlos, half-way out the door, knowing he hadn’t really been listening when he gave...his, “mm-hm,” response.Cassie paused. Just as she was about to close the door behind her, she looked back at her husband one last time, seeing little more than the frustrated curve on his brow.“You’re not going to spend all day on that damned machine, are you?”He turned to Cassie for a moment to hush her with a smile and a wink. “Sure, babe,” he said.. “I have such a good husband! He lets me have all the cock and pussy I want!”Lisa soon had both hard and the one about to fuck her took a condom from his pocket. “I see you were hoping to get lucky with some girl. My lovely husband doesn’t want condoms used to fuck me. He likes the sight of men’s cum dripping from my married, horny cunt!”Dan scooted him and Lisa forward on their chair and her first stud stooped so his cock was even with her pussy. Seeing her slit glistening wet, he leaned closer. It was a small alcove that had a few people in it, a small pond with a few ducks residing on it, and enough cover from the surrounding trees that you couldn’t see in easily. Next thing I knew, her lips were against my neck, soft and warm, insistent and prepared. Her hands slid along my back as mine went to cup that beautiful ass, holding there and feeling the soft, warm skin that begged for my touch. I pulled back from her, “Won’t these people see us?” I asked her, needing to know if I was. She began to feel free of her husband.She wondered if that was a good thing or not.Half an hour later, after a shower together, Miss Jones put on shocking pink tank top and mini skirt, no lingerie and ankle socks and training shoes. Peter wore an ultrathin breathable top, skin tight running shorts and training shoes. They went into the woods, hand in hand and soon they could not stop kissing each other.They sat under a tree, Miss Jones sat on Peter and stripped her top off. 'Suck my nipples,.