They removed their footwear and he crossed first waiting for the lady to follow. She was hesitant at first but he held out his hand and she came throu...h the swirling shallows to him. Birds were twittering and branches creaked and shook in the breeze. The air was thick with insects. A gentle rain was beginning to drip through but Jennie and Frank were oblivious to that. He used a decaying log as a seat and guided her to sit on his knee and he touched her face to feel the lovely softness of her. Sara's was in front and June's car in the back so I waited in the back and this way I figured Sara wouldn't see any of it. When June came to her car I got out and laid right into her about fucking Jack. I told her I followed her all around and she was a cheating whore."She yelled back, "lighten up, let me talk, for Christ sake it's the 1990"s not the eighteen hundreds." Well I lost it and a cop saw me in the parking lot when I hit her. She hit the ground and I was on the ground next to her. Hot and hard, I start bouncing, using the wall as leverage to grind myself to meet his upstroke, our pubic bones colliding and crushing my exposed clit between us. God, I love it. The clicking wetness is audible over the muffled opening bars of Bust A Move a floor below us, our own rhythm syncopated with that of Young MC in his prime. Nothing can beat this. No music, no food can top the binding togetherness laced with the thrill of potential discovery. The electric storm that whips between the. Marge took another load from me quickly. Then a week went by before I was over. This time I stayed the night and the next morning my buddy had to work early and was gone. It was just me, Marge and her husband. "Well so I understand ole Marge made a man of you last week." Marge's husband Paul said to me as he lifted Marge's little shirt exposing her tits. I stood silent not sure where this was heading or how he found out I banged his wife. Marge flipped her shirt off and knelt down and pulled.