“John,” he replied. I said: “John, sit down on he other side of my wife.” (We were not married, of course.) Moni tried to edge toward me. I to...k John’s nearest hand and placed it on her thigh and told him we were both going to feel my wife’s pussy. He followed my lead and each put a finger into her now sopping wet pussy. “Kiss John,” I commanded, and she did, whimpering “no” and trying to keep from being aroused. I said to her loud enough for the men in the bar to hear: “Honey, unzip his pants. I am concerned though that he may become hysterical again andcause difficulties in my car, do you think we can restrain him in someway." The Shop assistant instantly became conspiratorial and said, "Wehave a section in the shop for our more outr? clients who include bondagein their fetish, I think that arm restraints and handcuffs would fit thebill perfectly." Judith had, of course, noted that particular part of theshop but feigned surprise and then expressed her delight "perfect"William was. There was another small clearing with one or two paths branching off. As I stood there ,undecided what to do next, I heard a car door close behind me and footsteps. A moment later the guy from the car came around the corner. He was in his forties and not particularly good looking but as he walked up to me I could see he was rubbing his crotch and there was decent looking bulge in evidence. I felt a tingle in my groin as he came up. He must have realised I was a complete novice. “Out for a. I had a great, if cloudy, view of her pussy. I couldnt see any hair, where was her bush? Does she shave I wondered? That thought was quickly driven from my mind as she brought the nozzle down and started rubbing it up and down her pussy while her other hand pinched and pulled at her nipples. This is incredible, Ive died and gone to heaven, life surely cant get much better than this and Ive got it recorded to relive it every day. I could hear her moaning and it seemed to me she must be getting.