It seemed like they were there for hours, but in realitythey were only there for about 3 to 5 minutes before my wife and herboyfriend left to enjoy th... rest of their Friday night.Hector the busboy came over and started talking about the "boss's puta", lewdly gyrating his hips describing how he'd ram his cock in her mouthand bust that ass. I didn't say anything as rage mixed with humiliation,some lowly fucking illegal immigrant is calling my wife a slut anddescribing how he was going to fuck her. I found her clit hard and her pubic hair damp and felt her hot breath turn to a gasp on my neck as I rubbed her she started panting. We somehow found a clearing and managed to spread a blanket while continually fondling each other in what seemed to be a race to lose the rest of our clothing. Removing the rest of our clothing we lay down, and explored with our hands and mouths and I started at her breasts and kissed and licked downward and tasted her wetness and she went rigid. Hearing her. “I take it you two are up for a couple of glasses? And Mike, can I convince you to sing with me?”I smiled, “You know the answer to that question at this point! And I’m OK with a couple of glasses of wine if Clarissa is?”“Count me in for violating Ohio law!” Clarissa laughed.“They can pass all the laws they want,” Milena laughed, “but nobody, and I mean NOBODY, is going to stop college kids from drinking!”“Tell that to Dean Parker,” I said shaking my head.“Our local version of the KGB,” Milena. It felt good being in his strong arms and tasting him. His mouth tasted like oranges.He put me down. He got on his knees and moved his fingertips up my legs, sides, and breasts. Somewhere along the way he had grabbed my shirt because before I even realized it, it was on the floor and I was once again standing topless. He peeled off my soaked panties kissing my stomach, pelvis, and thigh along the way. He took me by the hand and led me to the bed. I sat down and went to remove his shirt when he.