Those that are still around are far enough away and are paying no mind to us. Your kisses intensify as your finger continues to stroke my bud. I cann...t help moaning out, my sex has awakened completely now, and I am no longer thinking about where we are or who might see. You smile and give another light chuckle, as you know I am now completely at the mercy of your ministrations. In one quick motion, your finger goes from stroking my clit to sliding into my wetness. I let out a loud moan as your. "Yes," Rob responded with a mocking laugh, "and that's why your cunt is so wet and you couldn't take your eyes off his cock."Just then, Rob, who had been glancing about, noticed a guy who had moved closer to them and was directly in front some twenty yards away. Poking out from under this guy's beach towel, was the unmistakable shape of a zoom camera lens.For just a moment, the thought of Yvonne being captured on film, sent a thrill through Rob's brain. He then thought that he too might be. He grabbed her long hair and gently but firmly pulled, reeling her in like a fish, until her head was on his stomach. "All right, if you insist," she said, "but we'll have to be very discreet! Keep a lookout."His strong hands steered her head down to the top of his shorts. Her cheek rested against his firm six-pack. The bulging knob of his erection was pushing up under the elastic waistband of his shorts, peering out at her, just an inch from her face. Her usual technique, of bobbing her head. It was clearly taking a toll on my marriage. I hadn’t seen my wife smile in what seemed like ages. I mean I’d bring her flowers just about every time I touched down but aside from that, there was no romance. I typically spent the weekends, doing yard work, do it yourself projects, or catching up on sleep. Janet had been so supportive of my career, from day one. But over the last month the look in her eyes seemed different. Her tone was completely different. I can’t front, it plagued me. I mean.