Once the men closed in on their pretty white victim we missed a lot of the details that I was seeing now.For instance, I saw a guy with nearly a foot ...of hard cock slowly slide it down her throat while she pulled against the straps holding her down. I could actually track the progress of his cock by the bulge traveling down her throat. How she was able to breathe with that thing in her throat I can't imagine.Once I stopped concentrating on her nipples with the vibrator I carefully avoided her. At home, it's not unusual for her to go out in something low cut and get a thrill out of knowing that men are peeping down her top but this is as far as she tends to take it. But when we leave the country, it rises to a whole different level. A couple of years back we were in Greece enjoying a quiet holiday.The hot weather usually makes her feel randier than usual so i get used to her behaving in more sexual way and of course the hot weather means she wears far less than she would at home.This. Studying together in the sunny garden, she often only in her blue bikinis, is an impressing interesting erotic experience, allthough nothing intimate or hot happens, we feel so very close and comfortable. Helena and I enjoy some moments of some privacy together only in a few sexy Summers, often when we are away abroad for a month, with the rest of the household. We do find a few moments then, even once most day, at Starnberger See. Sexy stuff for a seperate sequel or even a few. Also for later,. Let’s call her Brenda for this story.It was time for us to leave when Brenda asked if we could meet again. I never addressed her by her birth babe. I only called her ... sweetie... or princess. A few times people close to us could hear me call her that, but I did’t care. After a stare or two, Brenda stopped caring too. She later told me that I made her feel like she was the only one in the place. I believe in being a gentleman outside of the bedroom. In public Brenda was my princess. I did.