Then both of us made excuse that we are also leaving and then went to the terrace where cool breeze was blowing as it was early November.For the first...few minutes we were talking about the nature, stars, moonlight and suddenly I felt a hand on my belly and lips on my neck from behind and the hand on my left boob. He started squeezing them at good strength and it was paining initially, then it turned to the moaning. Then he turned my face towards him and our kiss- the passionate one lasted for. I then continued to circle around with the same finger around my clit with my juice and was breathing faster and biting my lips to restrain my moans but I just couldnt. I moaned really loud and heavy and felt that I was so close to my orgasm. I nearly was there when I was being interrupted by a truly noisy sound. I stopped and looked around. Outside my window I could see someone. Or better this person could see me. See me right masturbating. And this someone was playing with themself as well! I. I froze and kept my eyes shut as if I was sleeping. Mr. H's hand had slowly moved up my leg to my scrotum. As he got to my balls I felt a squeeze and rub. He worked his way to my limp dick and began to rub me. I won't lie, it was exciting, scary and suspenseful all at once. What was he doing. Did he even care if I was awake for this? Didnt seem like it. I felt my blankets move down past my waste exposing my groin area. For some reason this aroused me. To my disbelief I felt my dick getting. He was happy to fuck her and pretend she was his wife while recruiting new members for his exclusive sex club. He had never married, had never wanted or needed to in his mind. He always had his pick of women to ride his cock and to use as he wished, and all without the burden of trying to keep a woman happy in the day-to-day realm.The fact that this couple, Alexander and Emily, happened to be Serena’s husband and his pain slut was a bit of a quandary. Mostly because all he could think about at.