Rick worked a hand into my hair, pulling my head back, allowing him to keep licking and biting my neck. His other hand moved up, sliding under my shir..., and fastening onto my left breast with a firm grip, squeezing it almost painfully. He was mauling my tit and biting my neck. Two things I love. I decided to let him know I did not mind, that I was as horny as he was. I moulded my body into his and moaned as he continued molesting me. When I did that I swear the heat factor jumped up. "So I watched, as did my lovers, Eva turning around in my arms, her back pressed against my chest and her butt rested just above my expanding cock, and my wife pressing her breasts and pussy against my back gazing over my shoulder. Even with the added buoyancy of the water, I had to spread my legs to assure I didn't collapse or topple from their weight, causing the water to reach my chin.Eva had advised me well. Seraphine had an incredible body. In a way, thick and toned like Lindy, except it. Yet, despite the distance, I feel his presence, his essence every day. His voice makes me weak-kneed and tongue-tied. His words distract me, leave me dripping, squirming and on the verge of coming. Late afternoon teasing phone calls at my desk are the guiltiest of pleasures. I listen to him recount the desire to have me alone, backed up against the wall, large and masculine hands wandering, exploring the naughty panties beneath my hiked up skirt. Swallow hard, appear collected and say little to. My tongue snakes out and licks your wetness all up; holding you in my hand I can feel you throb. The tree we are sheltering under is hidden from the pathway, in a small clearing. Hearing voices we pause, realizing just how close we are to the path. The chance of being caught only seems to heighten our arousal, if that's possible. Locking eyes, we stifle a giggle, and resume our feverish grope. Licking my lips, I rub your cockhead all around my mouth. You feel so good. Unable to resist, I suck.