Emmy and I had always wanted to fuck outside somewhere and the opportunity had never presented itself until now. Now being a Hoosier I never had the o...portunity to go out to the beach and see the Atlantic, so we decided to go walk the beaches. We decided to go see Ft. Miles, an old abandoned WWII era post. We went into one of the watch towers that overlook the entire place. There were about 30+ people walking around the place, but we had the tower all to ourselves. Knowing she always like the. Maybe he was just upset because I was boinking his little girl, the one he cared about.We sat down to dinner and Mrs. Howell appeared again, with the food. Her only comments were to ask what we would like to drink. Eddie kept up a running commentary during the meal about the local happenings with Robin while pointedly ignoring me. Mrs. Howell never returned, and when I asked about it, I was told that she ate in the kitchen.Halfway through the meal Rachel came in and went directly into the. The problem was neither of us fancied advertising for partners and walking in to a sex club didn't really appeal either. We had a great sex life anyway and I suppose neither of us really worried too much but in the back of our minds it bubbled away.A new game developed where we would speculate which of our friends and associates 'might be up for it'!It was the thought of 'getting it wrong' and propositioning the wrong people that held us back. Imagine reading the situation wrong and blowing. When she felt I was properly lubricated, she wrapped her soft, full lips around my cock and slid down the shaft slowly. She slid down further and further onto my cock as if challenging herself to take me fully in. Which is no small feat considering I sport a full eight inch long tool - more than a mouthful for most the women I have known! As she bobbed her head up and down on my cock, I twisted my fingers into her long dark hair, using my hands to guide her in speed rhythm, and depth just the.