Some would look at her and say less than average. She had on black dress slacks, a blouse and a sweater. Rather conservative loafer type shoes and s...he wore glasses. Her hair was pulled back and well kept and she smelled nice. She was a pretty white woman in a way that was easy to overlook if you just glossed her over. We danced a couple of songs and afterwards she introduced me to her husband. I introduced them to my wife, we talked a bit and then continued to party with the other couples. Simon insisted on calling the dog Harold after her lover. He wanted her to understand how her infidelity would haunt their lives. It was a cruel and unusual punishment. So, when she recalled that the overgrown slope descended to the river, swollen and fast now from weeks of rain, a tiny part of her hoped Harold would slip and drown. She stood alone in the woods, wishing this. Then she decided to save whatever remained of her soul. She crashed through the bushes, searching frantically, calling. Jason finally cums deep in her ass and then they all just lay on the floor. Mike goes to get some beers while James is getting his cock rubbed by Sharon sitting on his lap. Once hard he wants to be in her ass so she gets onto her knees and points her ass up to offer. James slides in easily thanks to Jason's cum. Pretty soon he is stroking away at a rapid pace while Mike is on his knees in front of her and soon getting his cock sucked. Every time James pinches her nipples Sharon squeezes her ass. ‘A surprise for later,’ I teased. When lunch was winding down, Scott said, ‘I’m guessing you have some plans for us after this?’ ‘Yep,’ I smiled. ‘And you’re not going to tell me?’ ‘You’ll see.’ I drove us to a big park, one with a lot of green space and water features. I was especially glad that we had a sunny day. I carried the bag close to me while we found a shady spot to sit for a bit. Then I opened the bag and pulled out my surprise. In an old leather satchel, I had a classic 35mm.