Now this was something a little bit different, even from my favorite authors. Almost every story I ever read concentrated on giving the woman a whole ...ot of pleasure, and in many cases it was the physical pleasure only. There were exceptions, especially from another of my favorite authors, but even she depicted men getting pleasure from their wives, women they had been married to for years and were settling in for life with. There wasn’t another story where a woman was kind and sincere and. The sight of a good looking, well-built, nicely hung, naked man in the midst of the clothed older women was just too far outside her experience. Obviously by prior arrangement, the gang left Dan and Rebecca alone.She was the pro and she knew it was up to her to end the mutual embarrassment. He clearly was not up to it. "Dan, it's a privilege to meet you," she said sincerely. "I am frankly amazed and hugely impressed by what you are willing to do. Seeing that much commitment to your marriage. We didn't kiss or do anything, we just fucked and stared at each other. We slowly moved ourselves around a small patch of weeds and we were able to get our feet on some ground. I dug my hips into him and he pumped his hard cock into me. I guess it was the thrill of getting caught or the fact that I didn't even know this guy, but I came quickly and had to bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming. My orgasm was enough to set him off and he moaned and twitched inside me. His warm cum spurt. I want to learn some things. I’ll tell you to stop if I want you to.’ He ran his hands down my back and looked at my breasts. He had seen them lots of times, from me flashing passing cars when we waited for a cab after prom the year before and we were pissed drunk from Coby Letterman’s party and when we went skinny dipping while camping with some friends the summer before our senior year. He smiled down at them and then looked at me. ‘You have really great tits Claire, seriously.’ He leaned.