That's how I thought of this place." Yeah, this was really nice," I agreed with my mother.It started drizzling, so I watched how mom picked up her bra...and started putting it back on. Then we sat under the tree waiting for the rain to pass, her head resting on my shoulder.We explained our wonderfully romantic moment in the apple garden to the doctor on the next day. She listened carefully and flashed a nice smile which was professionally practiced, but still told me we had succeeded up to her. Twenty minutes later I returned to the bridge to find Steve getting a hand job from my darling wife, it appeared that Anne's bikini took his mind of the lessons and his large erection erased any thought of learning to handle the boat instead she decided handling his cock was more interesting.I ended up taking over the wheel while Steve and Anne got to grips on the seating behind me, fortunately there was little traffic on the water that day so I could enjoy the sight of my wife being fucked by. Her muffled cries only excited both men even further. In tandem they fiercely pumped their hips, pushing Agnes closer and closer to orgasm. Her eyes were teary, her throat sore from yelling, and sweet unbearable jolts of pleasure ran through Agnes body. She could no longer control herself; she no longer wanted to control herself. She let the pleasure overwhelm her and she came screaming on both cocks.Lost in another wave of ecstasy and pinned between the two men Agnes could only utter her soft. At first I thought he was doing some damage that I might not survive, something mean and cruel that was gonna make my eyes pop out. After about the fifth or sixth or seventh pump into me I begin to have feelings inside me I never imagined. The hardness, the wetness, the friction of his cock inside me made me like crazy. I wanted it more and harder and deeper, even though when he was all the way in me it hurt way up inside as he pounded the end of my hole. I leaned forward, more like fell.