I could hear them smooching but found it difficult to see because of being in the down and all fours position with the husband ridding my tailbone lik...e was molded to my bottom. Besides I pretty much had my face buried in the wife’s snatch by now and all I could really see was lots of pubic hair and her pretty pink pussy.The husband was slapping it to me pretty hard now and he was also worrying my soaking wet ass cheeks with his demanding cock and hands that spanked me so hard that even the wife. It was just a couple of minutes past eight thirty when they arrived at the parking lot. Steve drove to a ramp and stopped his car."My parking spot is at the other end of the lot, so we'll unload the supplies here."They got out and he opened the tailgate of the station wagon. He took out a couple of heavy looking coats, two vests, a large portable cooler, a sport bag that looked like it had been around the world a couple of times, and finally a beautiful wicker picnic basket."Oh Steve, that's a. I booked a cab to a nearby wilderness park. It was a weekday, and I knew not many people would be there then. The weather was pleasant, with a feeling of chill (the one during early December time)We found a secluded spot among bushes. We sat down on newspapers I had carried, and I quickly looked around. The area was not traceable, and not a single soul was around. A couple sat at a far distance. I could understand from the blur movements that the girl was jerking him off while they kissed.“From. There was still a poster of a horse tacked to a cupboard door. And then here were things that seemed more like the teenager Alice such as a makeup desk with mirror and a thousand tiny coloured jars and equipment, and a poster of The Who. There was a tape player with twin decks. There was a shelf along the wall over the little bed with lots of tapes and books on. I moved closer to see what kind of music she liked. They were all mixes recorded off the radio, with band names in Alice’s tiny tidy.