.....I elbowed a boob, hard enough to cause a bit of apology. Without missing a beat, she reaches INTO my shorts, grabs my balls and begins to squeeze... First I am shocked, but I really like ball squeezing so I just let her do her thing. Everyone is in the pavillion and she is free to fondle me at will. She digs her nails in and I start getting hard......oops. "Well well well", she says. "Guess you like it when I have my way,hmmm?" I just mumble "yes maam". and continue with my turning. She. I pretend to play on my phone as she continues to play on her twat. I wait about 5 minutes, or I think I did, before I had noticed she has stopped showing off to other people, and tamed it down a little. I knew she had noticed me then, she sort of had her face pointing my way and I had only been glancing as I was trying to be a little discreet, at least to the passers by.I notice she had a guitar with her...an acoustic guitar. And a number of bags of shopping too. I knew what was going to. Was Rachael.With that realization, I was swept with emotion, compounded almost equally of joy and regret. Joy that I'd found my true mate—and that she loved me, too. Regret that we had wasted years and maybe ruined lives. Regret that we would never have children of our own, although I knew that all four kids would be our kids. Thinking about that, I realized that, once the kids were grown, it didn't matter. And if we could pull the fangs of Susan and her family, maybe it wouldn't matter at. Fuck me hard! Fuck me! Oh yes!!!!! I was quickly at my own limit and knew I couldnt last much longer. I abruptly groaned and exploded, squirting my load of semen into Cindys hot and moist pussy. My own orgasm continued as I clutched her body and the cum from my climax gushed into her. Ahhhhhh!! Do you feel my cum Cindy? Do you feel my cum filling your pussy? I squirted my milky load inside her, spurting into her already soggy pussy. Cindy could only scream in response, convulsing and writhing.