And just beginning to allow him free reign with her body, this was just too good. Now outwardly, a bit of a dozy bugger he might be, but he knew what ...he liked, and Mavis unveiling herself… he very much liked. His gentle hands caressed the woman, slid across her arse, played with her bra, no problems of course to a man that had tackled full length corsets and multi hooked girdles, 3 hooks were nothing and the bra fell away showing the most magnificent pair of rounded breasts, and areolas a good. The seams were all wonky and rips and stains could be seen on them in the light of the lamppost they were fucking my wife under."This is the slag's husband," I was introduced to the men as. They kept fucking her."Great fucking ride mate," the one banging her said to me as he pumped away at her, pulling her arse closer.She muffled a 'hello love' to me in between sucking hard on the guy in front of her.Her skirt/ belt was up over her back and her bra lying on the grass beside her coat.The guy in. Our bodies were feeling each other’s heat and heartbeat. I moved my hands down to lift her lovely boobs and started to lick, suck her soft boobs and nipples.The softness of her round boobs in my mouth, the feel of her soft nipples was making me mad. A gentle small little bite on her nipple sent her in a tizzy making her mad. Pressing my head between both the boobs, I began to pepper them with constant kisses and squeezes.Her low sensual moans were like approval of her arousal. I played with. "Big changes," he said softly.She looked at him. "Changes I wanted ... changes I like." We can't carry on like that here, on shore," he said firmly.She dimpled. "We're not on shore yet." You're kidding," he said."I don't think I'm ever going to kid you about that," she said. She untied her blouse and let it gape open, showing her teen titties to him."Not here!" he gasped, looking around quickly.She laughed and, holding her blouse together, ran for the ladder to the bridge. Looking over her.