Does she have a lover? Will she go home to him excited by our unashamed boldness? Will she remove her panties on her way home and tempt him with sex, ...aybe in the doorway of her home, or in the kitchen, in the garden maybe? We hope she has a thrilling encounter: a lustful afternoon. Impatiently we make our way down the winding path towards the cooling breakers rolling majestically towards us: energetic surfers ridding on their peaks. We tip toe through the sunbathers searching for a comfortable. The sensations mix together, the pain and the pleasure working together to build and build the tension inside her. she moans and groans and cries out as he finds the right spots again and again and again.As she gets closer and closer to orgasm, her hand finds his on her belly - automatically he takes it in his, their now intermingled fingers putting more pressure on her sore nipples.With her other hand she reaches down and curls her fingers into his hair, needing to feel connected to him as his. He wasted no time dropping his pants to release his already hardened cock. He then looked at her satin clad buddy laying blindfolded and bound on the bed and decided to take the opportunity to enjoy her a little more before he fucked her pussy. So he crawled over her from the opposite direction and put his hard penis to her lips. She then moaned in approval before taking him into her mouth. As she began to suck him, he dropped down and ate her pussy from above, this time nibbling on her clit. "Shit who's that?" I said waking up suddenly."I don't know," she shirked holding on to me tightly.From the light streaming through the curtains I could tell it was morning."Come on get out of here," shouted the irate farmer, banging on the roof again."We best get out of here," I said but neither of us was dressed, and there wasn't much room in the back of the van to get dressed in a hurry."Look, if you want I'll go out and calm him down," she offered bravely. "Throw me my top." Yeah, he might.