And talk they did, until closing time. Ten o'clock and the light of the moon led them towards the beach for a stroll.She looked up at him, and her bac... at him and they embraced for the first time. He took her hand and they wandered along the beach for a bit. Both with the thought of work in the back of their minds (right in the the back of their minds), they thought they'd head back towards the café and their homes. Should he ask her back to his for 'a coffee'? Would that seem too forward?The. Ever since I watched Denise sucking Ron, they were now mostly naked on top of the sheets, in plain view, as they made love with me watching out in the hall, my fingers buried as deep inside as they could go.Then, one night, I quietly snuck up to their door and there was Ron on the bed, Denise up over him, facing the door, astride over him, fucking him up and down. I watched as his wet, glistening cock came out of her as she rose up, then disappeared deep inside her as she slowly and. All this time my eyes were closed and nor was I fully awake. Only my hands were doing the exploring. My cock was rock hard. I was quite well endowed and my nine-inch boner wanted to explode. But I knew there would not be any response from my wife. Her back was towards me and my dick nestled between her ass cheeks waiting for an opening.My hands started wandering. Under the blanket, I moved her nightgown high enough to let my hand slip without hindrance. I reached the area between her thighs,. She was positioned so that the main mirror and the cam were pointed directly between her spread legs. It took only moments to re-insert the vibe into her still-wet pussy. She watched avidly as it slid in and out, then after a few minutes she pulled it out, covered it with lube and slid it slowly deep into her ass. There was minor discomfort, but that passed almost immediately. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body as she pushed the vibe in and out, her other hand was circling her clit, and.