She was oblivious to everybody around her as she started to cum. She wasn't loud enough to make heads turn, but she gasped, tightly closed her eyes, ...and then she reached down, and hard against the hand that was working on her cunt. I knew my wife wanted to cum but she did restrain herself. I also knew that her pussy was sopping wet as it always was when she became the least bit aroused...and I was going to lick it clean as soon as we were back to her hotel.She whispered to me, "Look." The. "Well, well. What have we here?" Kerrie didn't look up, just stared at the black boots and leather pants of the man standing beside Mark. She saw the wide leather belt with the big silver Harley buckle and the heavy chain that hung down and circled around his back. His big belly hung over the top of his pants, he had to weigh over four hundred pounds. The fabric of the white shirt was thin and she could see tattoos underneath, snaking over his belly and up his chest. She held her breath. "I. Even when I looked at her, she continued staring, quite unawares. Then she noticed me looking at her. And she looked away.She finished first and crossed me towards the exit. I was done too but I let her go first. Her tits jiggled slightly as she walked past me. And her swaying ass seemed to call me. I headed after her.She was standing by her car when I approached her."Hi. It's me again." Hi!" She seemed pleased to see me again. I took that as a good sign."You know... am from out-of town... and. I looked at her and saw she had flushed around her neck and face. I came hard shooting out long jets of cum onto the ground. Susan pulled up her panties and let her shirt fall into place. My hand was sticky with cum and Susan took a couple of Kleenex out of her shirt pocket and handed them to me. I wiped off my hand and threw the Kleenex into the stream. Suddenly we jumped as we heard Misty’s voice from down the trail. She had said very nice. I pulled up my pants quickly as Misty came down to.