Only by finding a distant American radio station on the camper's receiver had she managed to stave off the worrying restlessness of boredom, but she w...s quite relaxed and contented now when he came back, and the warm smile on the middle-aged man's face put her even more at ease."Sorry to have to leave you so long like this, Miss Olsen... oh, excuse me, Mrs. Olsen, I forget you're still really married," apologized the middle-aged graying man quite sheepishly. Sarah found herself embarrassed by. Not that," she protested, twisting her head away and breaking off our kiss. "Just outside... that's all." She rotated her hips downward and my finger slipped out of the snug enclosure."Sorry, Brenda," I grunted in disappointment. "I thought you'd like it." My testicles were aching painfully and my penis was throbbing with need and I pressed it against her naked hip. I wanted her to hold me, to stroke me, but I felt as if just one touch of her fingers would make me explode. And I didn't want. I couldn’t help noticing how smooth her thighs were, and my penis strained at the front of my jeans. I put Mona Chopra on the bed and she rolled onto her side, which exposed her thong covered cunt to me. That was the last straw. I couldn’t help myself, as I gently rubbed her mound. I slid my thumb down and probed her slit. Her body responded and soon she was dripping cunt juice onto her thong. I stopped rubbing and smelled my fingers…delicious.I gently rolled her onto her back, edging one leg. They were tight and toned. It was also obvious that they had husband that wanted big tits as they all were “enhanced”. I complimented them, and it seemed to ease them a bit. I mentioned that their husbands were lucky because I knew it would bring on a sexual conversation. I talked with them about husbands, and told them my husband was older, and that’s why I never was faithful, and bisexual. They stopped and focused on me eating pussy. I told them how much I liked the feel and taste of a woman..