The wife’s dress inched its way over her ass, revealing her thong and sliding down her legs onto the floor around her feet. The other woman walked h...r fingers down her legs and slipped her shoes off one at a time onto the floor, making sure to spread her thighs as she switched sides to give them a good look at her pussy lips that were clearly visible through the sheer material of her string bikini panties. The wife slowly lifted each foot up to her ass as she stepped out of her dress, then. Uughhh," she moaned putting her head up and reaching her hands down to push him back, but this time he didn't pull away. Rather, he locked his arms around her abdomen and pushed forward further, now completely inside of her."No. Oh Sean, please, no," she said pushing his shoulders. He continued to suck on her breasts and began thrusting slowly into her. Although she was protesting verbally, her body was not."Oh... oh... oh... I'm... married... Sean... I... can't," she moaned as he trusted his. At the same time I had started to rub her clit, her response was immediate, increasing her breathing. Grabbing the blankets in her hands she repeatedly pushed her midsection up towards my massaging hand. It took her only a minute to come, still with cum all over her face. I am sure she could have screamed out her orgasm but it instead came as a series of heavy panting and convulsions. When she was done she looked up at me with her cum filled face."That was amazing, I have never done anything. Somewhat, anyway. They were girls; girls have to try each other, it's in their DNA. All it ever takes is one girl getting up the nerve to suggest it to another. As in having had too many beers in bodies not very experienced in drinking beer.They kissed, standing right there in the swale of the dirt road. The kiss was the kiss of lovers, not that of best friends. Tongues dueled, hands roamed. So wrapped up with each other were they that they never heard the Benz convertible purr to a stop behind.