Young, naive, blonde, busty, and beautiful, looking much like a better looking Charlize Theron, but with tits, big tits, if she wanted a life of fame ...nd fortune, and was willing to pleasure every casting couch director and producer who gave her an opportunity, she was good looking enough that she could have been a movie star. Not one to sell sex and self-respect for fame or for fortune, she was content being the wife of John, a mildly mannered marketing man. Unbeknownst to her, having already. ”We?I spun around looking for his friend, who I had assumed was still down in the boat. But he wasn’t. He was leaning against a tree, cupping his crotch through his bathing suit. Squeezing.“How far away you live?” he said. “Corinth,” I said. “That’s some drive,” he said. “I think I’ll need a nap first.”The bearded guy laughed again. “Looks like we got ourselves a cabin boy, Jake.”“For an hour or so,” Jake said. He turned and walked back down the path beside the waterfall.We followed. We both know it will not be long now, the anticipation, the teasing leading up to this has had us hovering on the verge of orgasm! What a sight - my cock plunging in and out of those succulent lips! The sound of my stomach slapping against her ass echos within the walls of our little area. She begins to moan loudly with each powerful thrust, a familiar sensation building deep within her loins, spreading through her body! I sense this and it drives my passion higher. I smack one of those lovely. I had to decide, would I show off for Bruce or chicken out? I rubbed the front of my fabric, feeling my hard nipples poking through. That was answer enough. Tiptoeing on the carpet in my bare feet I made my way towards the light. I crept along trying to hear what was going on inside. I could almost make out what there were saying. Then Ruby’s voice was clear. ‘Sweetie, she is married and so, may I add, are you! Did you really think she would turn into slut just for you?’ I could not quite hear.