"Third place: Sabine!"There was applause. Biene collected her prize with a triumphant smile."Second place: Yvonne." A sweet girl fetched her prize."Fi...st place: Andrea. Applause for today's winner!"Amid the applause I made my way disconcertedly to the front. The EmmCeespoke a little, of which in my agitation I understood nothing. I got akiss on the cheek, my prize and a bouquet of flowers. More photos weretaken.By the time I got back to Biene, I had rather weak knees. On the bigmonitor I could. . and that kettle takes ages! I don't think I'll shave today! Let's have some tea, and a big, fat bacon sandwich!" Ooh! That sounds good, Will! And speaking of shaving ... you don't mind if I..."Will remade the fire on top of the embers of the old one. He arranged some stones around it, so that he could fry bacon, while keeping the gas burner for the kettle. Mikki filled the bowl with water from the container in the car: it was not icy cold, just tepid. She pulled off her T-shirt and balanced. I am rubbing my cock through my shorts watching both side of me. VERY NICE!They all leave, just me in the front row rubbing my cock. Well I thought I was alone, sitting behind me was this guy. He leans over the loveseat and says are you ever going to pull the cock out? I look back and make eye contact with him. It's dark but his eyes were locked on me as mine were on him. He sits down besides me and asks if he can rub some. I say sure and recline my seat back as he rubs my cock and balls. As my wife got more and more excited by her fantasy, she would slide herself on the cock faster and faster and would bang, bounce, grind, slam and generally just let herself go with all focus on her pleasure and none on mine. She was in the habit of pinching my nipples, squeezing them, pulling them far, and twisting them hard. I'm not sure why she had to do that (and I’m surprised they stayed on!). My wife would lean back, supported by her arms, working that cock up and down inside her. I.