As he came to my window he looked across to the passengers seat. All he saw was you with your dress pulled up to your waist, panties pulled to one sid... and your fingers roughly squeezing your nipples.He soon forgets about my driving and moves over to your side of the car. You wind your window down and he reaches in and starts playing with your tits.You just lie there, 3 of my fingers in your, by now, soaking wet cunt and some stranger groping your tits.You thrust against my fingers as you take. Ben rubbed her ass, spread her cheeks and watched his cum dribble out. “Your ass is rather tight for a married woman,” Ben released the cuffs and Freya turned, but didn’t look up. She pulled her hands in front as if attempting to cover herself. It was obvious she knew she had been caught, “How?” Before she could complete the question Ben put a finger to her lips and scooped her up in one swift motion. Carrying her to their bed like a new bride, he placed her down gently. “The real question is. It’s average at best.”“Can I touch it?” she asked me.“What are you asking me for! He’s your secret boyfriend, too.” I grinned at Mark and nodded to encourage him to treat her like he had me.“Sure,” he said and moved back to lay on the bed “Come on up and touch all you want.”Bethany and I giggled as we climbed up on my bed on either side of Mark. I watched her reach out her pink-nailed fingers to run along his length from balls to tip. Her slim fingers made him look even bigger, especially since. I took a deep breath, and headed back north to the Cove.I approached the edge of the Cove slowly, and stopped to look around the corner. It seemed like the hottest part of the day, and now all of the girls were now on their feet. Four girls had already jumped in to the ocean, and the remaining seven were standing at the edge of the ledge, waiting for the next wave to roll in so they could safely jump in the water. I watched as girl after girl jumped in, squealing, topless, pinching their.