They were perky B cups, with perfect pink nipples the size of a 10-cent coins. More turned on now, I have to feel her lips against mine again. As we k...iss, my left hand feels her breasts, they are quite firm and her nipples are still very hard. With my right hand, I unbutton her skirt, slide down her zip and hear the skirt drop to the ground. Both my hands are now on her waist, I want to see what she was wearing under that skirt but I can’t bring myself to take my lips away from hers. I reach. It was open all the way down and did not hide her freshly shaved pussy mound. Her outer lips were closed and reminded Kevin of a clam shell. She put some scented lotion on her finger, slipped it between her cunt lips and rubbed herself right on her fun button, moaned and then pulled up the tiny matching panties that just covered her puffy lips. The pink fabric was lacy and slightly see thru and left nothing to the imagination. Kevin stood up and walked over to his wife. She was so. She got on her knees and gave me the best BJ in my lifetime. With one hand she was rubbing her clit and the other was busy stroking my veiny cock. At this point I knew it was now or never. I told her there was an older guy in the booth next door who had been watching and was eager to touch her (or me). I thought she’d freak out but she didn’t. She actually turned around and told him to stroke her long blonde hair through the hole while she sucked me. The holes were pretty big and he could. Yes… I hadn’t imagined what I had felt growing there, and my eyes closed in silent satisfaction at the knowledge. I became aware of the movement of his hand there on my stomach, flexing gently, and then slipping just a fraction higher, until his thumb rested just under the swell of my breast. I then felt him very gently begin to brush his thumb along the underside of my breast, the sensation so soft and sexy I had to close my eyes in pleasure at his touch. I almost cried aloud in disappointment.