Right?' she said."My mouth was dry, Brent, but I croaked a yes. Without taking her eyes off mine, she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulle... out his stiff cock. It was a beautiful cock, long with an upward curve, the crown slightly smaller than the base, and like you, he wasn't circumcised."Mary's fingers had become busy on her clitoris again, and I was thrusting without clenching, trying to take myself to the edge of a climax without falling over into the rapturous abyss."Robyne. What next to do and where to do it became the paramount question and to both of us the decision was so obvious, the balcony.One of the other things John and I had previously discussed was that we were both exhibitionists, not exactly shocking considering our inclination to wear as little clothing as we could get away with. The balcony could be a stage for us, and it offered a wholly different kind of exhibitionism than either of us had ever experienced. So as we stepped out through his sliding. From the front seat, her husband finally speaks. “What about the condoms here?” he says, holding a three-pack in the air.“Fuck that!” she moans out as my penis is stimulating her clit. “I want this cock raw.”Defeated, and without saying a word, the husband keeps his sight forward. I’m using my hips and moving back and forth on her clit, teasing her but not entering. My cock head becoming wet with her juices. I continue to thrust my cock back and forth on her clit. With a slight readjustment of. Sandra blushed, but didn’t resist. ‘Well, uh, I never really did ..anything much, until I got here.’ She kept her legs apart, letting them look at her slit as much as they wanted. Mike’s cock twitched just a little bit, as he looked at Sandra’s little slit, ‘Shy k**s seem to always be getting in trouble here, they just don’t know how to follow orders.’ He and Jenny both laughed. ‘I, uh. I know how to follow orders. Um, I heard that, um… I’m especially supposed to follow your orders like at any.