As my fantasies about him wandered, I realized that the sun, Crown, and blood rushing to my cock and it was starting to make me really sweat. Sitting ...n a blanket full of sand was getting a little uncomfortable.I hate the sand sticking to my skin. I hate the sunburn I know I am going to get. Most of all, I hate hot sweaty sand. I have never enjoyed the beach unless I have a beach chair. Yet here I am, lying on the beach, sand stuck to my sunscreen covered ass, arms, back, you name it.I shift. As My husband eased off the gas and backed in behind the truck it was all I could do to keep from Fucking Him on the spot going down the highway! I couldn't believe what I just had done! I don't think my husband could either! He reached over and finger fucked me with 4 fingers while I turned my back to the passenger door, and humped his hand, he had never fisted me, but if I had ever been fisted, I was being fisted now! Soon he had his hand inside me, and I was humping it like crazy, flowing. I tried a lot to make her agree to visit my home, but I was not successful in doing so. Then I got an idea, I have a friend who told me that he had sex with his girlfriend in Indira park in Hyderabad. Then suddenly I got an idea, I told her we will meet in any park and talk for half n hour and leave. She thought there is no harm as there are so many people there and said yes. It was a typical Tuesday morning. We entered that park at 11 in the morning and then looking at her I understood how she. We kissed, a small gentle kiss, and then we giggled again. Nerves playing their part!We took the soap between both our hands and slowly lathered it up, I could resist no longer. I ran my hands over her shoulders and down over her breasts, her nipples jumped into life and she let out a quiet moan. Our mouths met again and this time it was a long lingering kiss whilst our hands explored each other's breasts and waists.The pressure was on, we knew we didn't have long to spend in this ecstasy,.