Shaking his head, he leaned back and closed his eyes for a second. "Is she always going to be this way? Is she going to suddenly have that look on her...face like she did a moment ago, then flinch from me? How in the hell can I ever make love to her if I'm expecting that? I'm not a fucking rapist, and it would seem like rape. I would be waiting for that flinch. Is she going to sleep with us, or am I assigned to another bed now?" he snarled."Abruptly, he got up and walked out of the suite.Kathy. Enough of this, I moved over his legs, so muscular and toned, something I definitely loved about him. The moonlight accented his features, but did not give me any real definition, just highlights that let me know where everything was. Good enough. His cock jumped leaking pre-cum down the shaft. It was impatient and eager. My fingers twisted and turned as they retracted from my pussy, gathering my wetness. Perfect for coating his cock.Once slippery and wet, I posted up, pushed the length of his. We walked through the dunes and got to the beach. There were more men then women and you could see most of them were there not for nudism itself but to catch a glimpse of nude women.My wife is a beautiful woman.In her 20s at the time of this event, her curves were and still are gorgeous, her ass and breasts full, her nipples large and fantastically inviting. Her hair long and blonde and her smile captivatingly naughty. Judging my the ladies at the beach and the look on the face of the males,. I lowered my face to her pussy and started the Roma special treatment. Parting her lips with my fingers, I started to run my tongue around her vulva, and finally zoned in on her engorged clit.“Fuck, yes,” I heard from behind me, “fuck, fuck yes,” and as if in guilt, her focus on my own cunt increased with her tongue starting to work hard and increasing my own efforts. I slid two fingers into her sex as I took her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue.I knew I had her, and thought for.