I hated engines and machinery. I loved the peace and quiet of the countryside.As soon as we five couples alighted, two stewards brought out our luggag..., and the bus reversed and left. It was pleasant to hear that the surroundings were very quiet. Dotted around the lush landscape, decked with tables and trees, a good amount of people were eating and drinking, quite oblivious to the fact that they were all nude.I looked down at Carol, who shrugged, smiled and pulled me into the reception area,. You tell me how good I feel and beg me to taste you. I drop to my knees you still fully dressed, your lips swollen from kissing, your eye makeup slightly melting from your temp rising, your back up against the door as I rub my hands up your heels, to your thigh highs, slightly lifting up your skirt….as you beg me….please eat me. Please let me feel your tongue. I push my tongue into your tight but soaking wet pussy tasting your sweet nectar direct this time. Your hand pulling my head deeper into. Anyway, I slid my butt onto the stool remembering that old warning about not turning to face the room unless you want to be mistaken for a hooker. I was prepared to do that as a last resort if I didn’t attract a man, but I wasn’t too worried. I ordered a glass of Chardonnay, took a sip, and my heart skipped a beat. Shit, I was still wearing my wedding and engagement rings. Quickly, I justified my little oversight. I wasn’t setting out to fool anyone. I’d make sure any man who hooked up with me. Steve then turned his head to me and asked "And what about you Dave, do you want to watch me eat your girlfriend's cunt?"Immediately I responded in a growl "Ohhh fuck yeah!" as I continued to stroke my aching cock through my pants.Steve smiled wide and quickly positioned himself between Claire's trembling legs. My girlfriend then gasped loudly and began to moan as he started to eat her tight snatch. He ate her slowly at first and again had her writhing around spastically. It wasn't long before.