We kissed and he pushed his tongue through my lips and into my mouth. I was so wet and now he had 2 fingers in my pussy!!!! I pushed him away and said...no!, hubby is outside and I have to finish getting things ready. He acted disappointed and went back outside to help.On the way to the lake I sat between the 2 guy’s and felt sooooo horny secretly thinking what fun I was going to have, I don’t care about fishing but I love having sex!!!!!!! Hubby kept his hand on my thigh the whole way and was. She sat down just below my shaft and I could feel her pussys heat on my sack. She sat down with all her weight and her pussy lips parted a bit and my shaft was being rubbed on each side by her lips and she began to slide her hips forward and back, masturbating my dick with her pussy. I wanted to be inside her so badly, but the teasing was a feeling that will never be rivaled. She was a real pro at this, she began to moan and slid faster along me. I hoped she wouldnt keep it up for too long, it. I looked at my physique and was amazed to see what they had done – somehow I looked as though I was some kind of gym junkie with muscles almost the size of the tattooed Pig and I realised what they’d meant by all the steroids the tattooed Pig had been talking about.My cock started to get rock hard as I looked myself over and realised how much tribal work had been tattooed on me, almost covering every part of me and when I looked again at the ‘Pig For Life’ tattoo across my abdomen I realised. She accepted his kiss willingly, tasting her own juices on his lips. “My turn, get on your knees, bitch.” He shoved her head down and leaned against the wall. She knelt obediently and gently kissed the tip of his penis. She pulled his foreskin back and ran her tongue over the pink head, slathering it a mixture of saliva and the lingering juices from his kiss. She sucked his tip lightly, and her hands played with his balls. Slowly she worked him deeper into her own mouth, frequently pulling him.