I quickly parted her unbuttoned tunic and slipped my hands on to her soft and supple side. She let out a sigh as I worked my hands down towards her hi...ps. Her breathing became more labored as she buried her head on to my chest, my fingers probing past the elasticity of her small t-back, to explore her more intimate region.“Who… are… you?” she pressed.“I am Jack,” I whispered, slipping a finger into her very wet and moist vagina. She let out a small audible gasp, as I probed her deepest of. My hands went to her breasts and was massaging her breasts, rolling her nipples as I did. This brought on another yet deeper moan from her as she kissed Ed. I didn’t care who saw us standing on the balcony turning my wife on. All of a sudden she stopped her kissing and dropped to her knees in front of God and who else, unzipped Ed’s shorts and pulled his 8” cock out and began to lick the head, as she was licking it she pulled me alongside him, unzipped my shorts letting them fall and took turns. And maybe that was it. He could have been lost in concentration or just waiting for lunch, but he did it with a sense of purpose. I felt that he knew what he was doing, why he was doing it, and what he was trying to accomplish. And there was something attractive about that.So, while I had come to the restaurant to get some lunch, I found myself walking over to him. I was going to say, "Hi," and introduce myself. Maybe get his name and give him my phone number. If I was lucky, maybe he would. It comes on when I relax and my heels go down. Just to make sure that I can't undo the big toe clamps there are ropes hanging down from the ceiling that Jon fastens to my wrists.I was a but nervous when I first saw the wires that went from it to a control unit then to a mains socket on the wall. I looked at Jon who just said, "trust me!" I do.For the first 10 minutes or so it was nothing special, just like having a dildo partially in me. After that my legs and feet start to get a bit tired and.