While driving I was fortunate enough to reach back and put a finger into her cunt. When I first touched her, I couldn't believe how moist and juicy he... pussy was. She had taken out the Ben Wa Balls again and later admitted to having two orgasms while riding in the back and shopping. I had to return my attention to the road until we got back to the cabin.Once at the cabin, Bo and my wife sat on the couch while I sat in a chair. Bo got up to go to the bathroom, and my shy and innocent wife took. When we went in the bathroom, she looked at the big bath and shed a few tears.“Why are you crying, sweetie?” I said. I regretted not being able to comfort her with a hug, but I didn’t want to hurt her.“I’m just being silly, Fiona. Sorry.”I kissed her cheek and wiped her tears.“Tell me”, I said, while the bath filled. “It can’t be that bad.”She sat on the loo and I sat on the bidet by her.“The first time I saw this bath, I thought we could ... Now I’m going in and my body is such a mess you will. ‘Good, you are going to get your ass thrown out of here!’ I told her, giving her the arms folded across my chest manner right back at her. I was surprised as hell that she was still here, I would have thought she would be afraid of me but she didn’t appear to be. I did notice that she moved around to the other side of the bed, watching me, keeping some distance. ‘So what are you, a burglar or just a pervert?’ She asked. ‘This is MY fucking room!’ I got out just as there was a pounding on the. Currently at liberty, the red strapping of her swimming suit bodice dropped, pell-mell beneath her scythed armpits, dangling next to her heaving ribcage while she briskly dries the beading pool water from her long trim legs. With such vagarious arm actions, all of the present voyeurs were forced to question their contemporary understanding of ‘dynamic tension,’ as common sense would predict that with such verve one might have expected something to escape. Once all of the surplus dampness.