She smiled slyly, and loosened her grip a little. I parted the blouse, gently cupping her boobs, and drawing her to my lips for a kiss. We separated... and she smiled again; I then led her to the couch and sat her down. I knelt in front of her and kissed her nipples for a couple of minutes.Then I got on the couch, and we kissed while I stroked her boobs.She said: You're married now, should we be doing this?I'm OK with it, I said. Things have dried up since the k** arrived. I kissed her and. Next she sat up, moved along my body squatted over my cock and lowered herself on to it using my knees as surports. Still looking into the bushes, she began raising and lowering herself and using the whole length of my shaft to give the best viewing angle for our friend. This was also having maximum effect on me as my finger began to grip tighter into her arse. Brenda raised herself from my cock, turned around, then returned her vigina to my penis for the final act. With the veiwer looking at. She wanted to feel his come in her and on her. Maybe he wouldmiss the tissue and come on her legs! She relaxed, her eyes closed, and felt like she was floating in a poolof warm water with the tiny waves lapping between her legs. It was likebathing in a pool of orgasm with the soft excitement washing fresh eachtime he pushed his cock in and brought it back out. She hoped he wouldlast a l6ng, long time this afternoon. She needed it. Fuck the time, fuckher mother, she thought. Barry was pumping. "Roger" he said, extending his hand to shake hers, not being much for talking. "Hi, I'm Claire" shaking his hand. "Mike" he said, shaking Claire's hand too."How far you guys going"? She asked. "Bakersfield close enough for you, young lady"? asked Roger while checking out her long smooth legs. Noticing his gaze, she became a little nervous but grateful to get out of the hot sun on the side of the road, she smiled "yeah, that'd get me just about there, thanks a lot you guys!" "No problem" said.