It was quiet on this occasion and I was sitting on said bench minding my own business when I heard some rustling in the bushes and looked up to see on... of the students from the college appear into the clearing, she looked a bit lost.“Hello” I said, “Are you ok?”She looked at me nervously not expecting to see me there,“Oh I’m sorry, I was looking for the toilets, I took the wrong path” she said nervously like she had interrupted me.As I looked her up and down I was trying hard not to let me. I undressed her too and now we were in our birth suits, clean & sweet smelling pussy with a hot rod waiting to start ramming. I immediately started to lick n suck her pussy and she was moaning like hell. She was going through this after so long that she squirted almost 500ml n then she was super breathless. But of course, this was just the beginning. Now it was her turn to make my little brother happy, before I could say anything, I moaned as my dick was stuffed in her mouth, 100%, my balls. And other parts of her, on my throbbing prick.I could hardly wait for it myself, as much as I reveled in my good lady wife and her sloppy cunt (not to mention her smooth, pale, freckled buttocks, much like Amy’s, in fact). The traces of Roger’s leavings were still present, but that had never bothered me since she and I reconciled, since we did so with the understanding of each having paramours. Roger Stanfield was her first and main paramour as well as her stepbrother. Pretty much most of the. She'd lift her head, and give me a craven look, as if to say, I own that fucker.Then she'd put her face close to mine, looking at me with weird affection, and lust. We'd give each other little kisses while she moved against me. Angel would have what I'd call little orgasms now and then, until wham, she had a big one, held onto me and thrust hard at me. "I like!" Angel screamed.I ground up against her, pushing against her clit to maximize her orgasm, sucking her nipples. That always helped.Angel.