She was stubborn, though. “I’ll get the hang of it,” she said firmly.He kept them at a canter. It took another half hour, and her butt was so so...re that she wasn’t at all sure she’d be able to do this, when, suddenly, the bouncing just stopped. She looked around in confusion, but the horse was still moving along at a trot. Her head was still moving up and down, but it wasn’t the jarring bump that it had been for what seemed like hours. To her chagrin, as soon as she recognized that, the bumping. He picked me up in his car in the very early predawn hours so we could get a full day of sailing in. The weather was perfect for sailing a sunny day with a brisk breeze. He asked me to bring a nice outfit and to pack in a tote my black lacy bra, panties and heels he liked me to wear for him. He told me lots of times he enjoyed the contrast of my white skin against the lacy black silk of my bra and panties. He said “he would take care of the food and drinks but I would be the entertainment”.. I couldn't help but glance at his cock. One of the men caught me looking. "Dude, this guy is checking out your dick," he stammered. "You looking at my dick, man?" the pisser asked. "Um, yeah, I guess I was," I admitted. "That's a fat fucker you got there." "No shit," he asked. "You seen a lot of cocks? You like it? You want to see it up close, like maybe real up close?" I look at the other men standing around "Yes," I answered, "to all questions; however, I would rather feel it, and then look. She said, "Lets give him something to really look at."I'd never heard her talk like that before. It took me months to get into her pants when we were dating and here she was with her bra off so my buddy King could get a better look.King came back into the room and sat down, just a little closer to her this time, almost like he knew what we'd been talking about. And that's when I went to get more beer from that kitchen. I came back to see King's hand up under my wife's dress. He was fingering.