I just held it, careful not to touch its head and watched carefully their lovemaking. I stayed there until my wife "ordered" her to get up and sit on ...er face. There I couldn't take anymore.I carefully retired, walked out of the appartment, got in my car and drove away. But I was so exited... So exited I couldn't take the risk to drive far. Good thing is that we lived in a quiet area of the town which was almost deserted after ten o' clock. I choose a rather dark place, openned my trousers and. "Well that mostly what happened," he meekly said.Giving him what she called a hard look, she asked again for the truth, all of it. She wanted to know if the stranger had in fact been back."What I told you is most of what happened, there is more, you really want to hear it?" "YES," Sue yelled. She knew the stranger had come back, he just didn't want her to know, that he had enjoyed her. She couldn't wait to hear if he said she was good."Like I said every guy that touched your legs got to fuck. Robin said sure as she sat down and introduced herself, and the woman extended her hand and said her name was Jo--short for Joanne. She looked to be about thirty three to thirty five years old with short dark brown hair and a very solid build,and while she wasn't fat, husky would be a better description, her hand shake was very firm, almost painful, giving Robbin the immediate feeling that this lady usually got what she wanted! Jo also obviously had a large chest that seemed almost out of place. She stroked my thighs. Her fingers climbed higher and higher, tingles racing ahead of them to my snatch. Her digits reached the shaved folds of my pussy, stroking my juicy labia.She thrust three fingers into me.“Fuck, yes!” I howled, bucking in the branches embrace. My big tits heaved before me, slapping together. “Oh, Kimmie, that’s it! Such a good cock-sucker!”She moaned her delight, loving my praise. She pumped her fingers faster and faster in my snatch, stirring up my pussy. My cunt.