Even if I wasn't feeling lonely, I was certainly on a lonely mission.It would have been perfect, but that all changed one rainy day.Somewhere on the I...tercostal, passing through the lowlands above Savannah, Georgia, I looked back at a bridge I had just passed under. I saw two men throw a dog, or something, wrapped in a rug, off the bridge into the water. They were already gone before I got The BETH ANN turned, and I was close enough to the bridge that I dropped anchor and dove off the bow with. I started gently stroking my husband's cock through his pants, while at the same time looking at Mike, who was trying to adjust his own hard cock so it wouldn't be so noticeable. After a while the combination of my efforts and the beer made my hubby totally forget where we were. He slipped his hand under my skirt and almost came in his pants when he found nothing covering my wet slit. He slipped his finger into my soaking cunt and the sound that produced was so hot Mike couldn't resist any. " That's cool," the Afrin woman with the Hopi name assured me."Oh, Anzu," Okapi interrupted, "Happy birthday. Looks like Bret already gave you his present."I winked at him, but Kachina glared."What we've got in mind," Kachina started again, "is that if we can get together at least a hundred by Sunday, we're going to walk the circumference together, all nude. Probably at the beach, but there's thought of doing it longitudinally."Interesting. A public display of our new emancipated-from-clothing. “I gave them each a blowjob.” Carla glanced over at her cum soaked work blouse.“Oh, you sucked their cocks.” Mateus gulped and exhaled when he found out that his wife had already sucked their black cocks. He could feel his speedos getting damp as precum flowed out of the tip of his erection."Yes… and they were so big, and they had such big cum loads that I couldn't even finish my lunch salad afterward. I was too full." Carla loved telling Ana Luísa.“Speaking of cumming. I think your husband is.