Especially as his girlfriend was only feet away from us, naked, legs spread wide and masturbating, three of her fingers buried deep between her wet, p...ffy pussy lips, and Carol’s hand slowly working up and down on my pulsing cock. I nearly climaxed all over Sarah.When Carol released John’s cock from her mouth and turned to me I told her how I felt and where I’d almost come. It seemed to give her an idea. She moved forward and knelt between Sarah’s open legs. She motioned for John and I to stand. It was a man sucking a woman’s breast. I couldn’t stop looking. I watched for about 3 or four minutes. I turned it off since I was scared to get caught by someone. But I felt a different sensation. My breast felt aroused but I looked at them and my nipples were showing this had only happened when I was cold. I got my hand and started to massage them before I knew it I was filled with joy about what I was doing. I thought I was doing something wrong but it felt good. Since I didn’t want any one. ‘You make me tingle.’ Returning to the stream, Bill soaked the shirt, and turned to look at Faith. Her head was tipped to one side as she met his gaze. Leaning back on her hands, she smiled invitingly. The slope of her shoulders, her upturned breasts, her twinkling eyes, her joy of life, her everything, held him like earth’s gravitational pull holds the moon. Playfully she sat with her legs outstretched, tapping her work boots together like lugged windshield wipers. He thought. ‘I wish I was. No penis stroking or sexual foreplay. It was just a quiet and relaxed moment lying between the woman’s natural pillows as the day drifted away. The guys just loved it and so did Merci Poata. It seemed to fulfil some deep maternal instinct to have someone resting between her breasts for pure comfort and not sex.Thinking about these things made Keith forget momentarily that he had guests to attend to. When he was back in the moment he gave a mumbled apology and asked again, “So ... what ... what.