Kyle sat me up a little further, putting his arm behind my back as he laid next to me. He reached around, tracing his finger around my breasts in circ...les. The feeling was overwhelming. I tried to moan, but Kyle pressed his hand over my mouth. He must've known it would help the intensity of my orgasm, because I could feel my pussy squeezed Jordan's cock even harder.Kyle removed his hand, "You enjoying this?"All I could manage to do was whiter, "Uh-huh."I could see they were both smiling. I felt. "Yes sir. I won't forget." Good girl. Now, lets get down that sexy string."I did as I had promised her, baring her nice shaven pussy and her cute (but today clean and shit-free) butt hole. Then, I put aside her clothes and boots and rubbed around her literally hot ass cheeks, occasionally fingering her pussy and her ass."May I ask a question?", she said politely."You may", I answered with a generous tone."The girls' pussy and asshole so... open, you know... in that position... well, they are. She appeared to be having dinner with her husband. Our eyes seemed to connect immediately. Certainly, more than was socially acceptable. As I sat down and was handed the menu, she asked me if I’d care to join them. She didn’t think I should be eating alone. Without looking at her husband, I accepted.As I moved over to their table, quick introductions were made. Her name was Terri and her husband was named Paul. He shook my hand at the introduction but it was less than impressive. Men in my. Her hands spread over his back and slid to his butt, edging underneath his belt and his pants to touch his bare skin. He jerked against her, his belly grinding against that place between her widespread legs. She clenched her thighs on his hips, prolonging that delicious slide against that hot, sensitive place. His lips laid claim to hers, tasting her. She slid her fingers around, one hand slipping underneath his pants, the other one unfastening his belt. He sucked his breath in and growled.