Now I could feel her smooth, tight panties, but not much detail, no differentiation of lips, cunt, etc., and since they were cotton, not much feeling...of juice either.Damn!I said "take off your panties." "No, it's special like this", she said.Anything she feels as "special" when I feel her pussy is just fine with me.Now she had my shorts off too, and my cock was as hard and as full as it's ever been. She was waving it back and forth and sliding her hand up and down it's length, occasionally. I rode partly with this swing of hers, but still ended completely in the gatehouse. Enveloped rather than invading, I felt the sweet friction of her clasping flesh as my vanguard was admitted -- or captured. She was holding herself up on her raised arms and I dropped my left hand to the bolster to do likewise.This allowed me to bend over far enough to kiss her on her upper back. She wiggled at this and her rump shifted sideways and my half-inserted self was shifted reciprocally to this. I felt. “I knew he had a lot of cum to offer because his balls were so tight but I also wanted to give our watcher a view he wouldn’t forget.” She told me.Adam continued fucking my wife’s arse with his rock hard, young cock for a few minutes before he told her he was ready to cum. “He pulled out and I sat on the edge of the tree stump. I pulled my dress down around me and Adam stood in front of me grinning and pulling gently at his cock. I caressed his balls and opened my mouth. The end of his cock sat. I think that thrilled me as much as his touch. My lips were engorged and clitoris hard, his touch was almost painful, but his touch was sending minor earthquakes shuddering though my body. He bent forward slightly, and I managed to part my legs slightly and allow him easier access. With that, a finger slid between my lips and part way into my vagina. I came. I physically shook. I unwittingly shrieked, and felt a trickle of something warm run down the inside of my thigh. He pushed me forward so.