He touched her—breasts, abdomen, thighs. He sucked her right nipple, then the left, and she gasped and closed her eyes. He circled her cunt, inches ...way, until she couldn’t stand it and grabbed his hand and put it right on it. She didn’t want to waste time with unnecessary foreplay. ‘I’m ready,’ she said, and he probed the outer flaps, like a pair of warm oysters guarding her entrance, feeling her readiness by the glutinous fluid on his fingers. Rich climbed on board and slipped his super-stiff. But she was lying and daily they both were fucking. My blood was boiling. But what can I do..? This 2nd marriage she did with my pressure only.Then in my mind running only their fucking session. So slowly my mind also thinking to watch their fucking session how they are fucking..?Again I peeped into the room from window what was going on there….That old man ware only cut-banian and under totally nude, and my wife ware only jacket and down onwards fully nude. Her Jacket hooks also open and her. Having spent a while chatting about this and that Ted suggested that they stop as there was a hut just up the beach for lunch and it looked like a nice spot. As they looked around Emma noticed that they were on a clothing optional beach, there were a number of women in just the bikini bottoms, but there were also a number of women and men with nothing on at all. Taking out the beach towels and laying them on the ground Emma wrapped a towel under her beach wrap and took it off before reaching. Afterwards they lay there smiling at each other. Sophie revelled in the slender body that lay beside her and the new physical intimacy between them. She did not want to think of the future – how they would manage their relationship. For now, the present was too sweet to worry. 'Thank you' said Sophie 'that was so beautiful – you're so beautiful – did I please you?' 'Oh Soph' came the reply 'if only you knew how many times I've fantasised about making love to you but the reality was so much.