"Yes." I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes. I might get into trouble, but I was betting it would be a fun journey. "What do you think about ...when you. . . masterbate?" She asked in a low, sultry voice. "I don't know, experiences I guess." "Not fantasies?" She asked. "No, not often. Usually I think about something that happened in the past." "How do you do it? I mean, do you do it in the shower?" Her voice had lowered a bit like she didn't want to be overheard. "Sometimes," I said.. I want to suck you until pre-cum floods my tongue, then rake my fingernails over your firm buttocks while I suck and lick you to climax. To hell with joggers, dog walkers, ramblers; I want to taste you, I want—A large collie scampers from the undergrowth and sniffs around my legs. The owner, appearing from the same direction, calls it and apologises as she marches away. It seems everybody is in this wood today and, in spite of my yearning, I’m not brazen enough to make love to you with people. "I'm Dave," he announced and offered his hand.She shook it and smiled sweetly. He chuckled and pulled her close to him. "Are you cold? You're shivering," he asked.She shook her head. "I'm not cold."Dave rubbed Cheyenne's shoulder. "Would you like to eat here, or would you like to go somewhere else?" well, I'm hungry, but I just want to be alone with you with no one else around. Is that possible?" She asked."Honey, anything's possible. Drive-thru and then my place?" I'll follow you. I. At first glance, it was difficult to tell if she was consenting, but very soon it was clear that she was a very willing participant. Both men pounded into her as she excitedly encouraged her fucking. It was then we noticed that the woman being gratified was our Collette. Laine and I looked at each other and giggled, somewhat embarrassed for her but none the less, willing to enjoy the show. The man on the bottom removed himself from her pussy and offered his thick cock to her mouth. Collette.