We played for a while more but then decided it was time to leave but made plans to meet the couple there again the following day and perhaps continue ...he game and up the ante… hum that could be interesting! At this point I was so horny I knew I wasn’t going to make it home before I would have to at least suck my husband’s cock. As we were walking back to the car I told him that I really needed to suck his cock. As soon as I said that I could see his cock growing again in his bathing suit!!. Reaching for her, I tell her how much I love her, and how much I enjoy her sexuality. She takes me by the hand and leads me to the stream. There appears to be an area with a sandy bottom, so we wade in. The water is just above our knees. We embrace, and my swollen cock finds its way between her thighs. The wetness is incredible. There is a large boulder in the middle of the stream, kind of flat on top. I lead her to it, and we get on top. It is hard, but the thought of fucking there. "Oooh my," she thought, "That is the best climax I've had in a while. Paul can jerk off to his black bitch all he wants; I'll have the kid next door to dream about."And they went on like this over the next six months with her masturbating many nights while he slept next to her. He'd often sneak out of their bedroom for his sex sessions but soon he became a bit bolder and began visiting his on-line sex sites during the afternoons once he returned from work. He never flaunted his actions in front. That night as I lay in bed I went over the whole brief experience and found myself getting very turned on and ended up making myself cum with my fingers.Moving on a year I had met and married Dan, it didn't take long for me to discover that Dan was infact an avid voyuer, when we where out he would notice things like ladies in see though tops, skirts or dresses which where a little too short and he would always comment as to how great I'd look wearing something like that. I would always laugh it.