Afternoon Delight

My wife and myself have gone out many times over the years and sometimes intentionally , sometimes almost by accident , have ended up indulging in a spot of exhibitionism. I love my wife to show herself to me in as public a spot as possible and she loves the feeling also! One early afternoon we went for a walk along the bank of the river that flowed close to where we lived at the time. My wife was wearing a long summer dress which had buttons all down its back. We had decided that it was better suited to our purpose for her to wear this dress back to front, resulting in the neckline being much lower than was intended by its maker. The top 2 buttons were always left open, as were at least 3 or 4 of the lower ones showing a lovely view of her tits , and a lot of leg also showing. Needless to say, there was nothing worn underneath the dress. At the end of the riverside path was a lovely country-style istanbul travesti Pub, very popular in fine weather especially as it had a large beer garden at the rear. My wife and I both had a few ciders in the beer garden, and managed to sit at the far end of the seating arrangement, facing away from the other drinkers. We always got a great buzz out of this sort of situation, with me gently stroking the cleavage on view and coaxing another button or two open, both top and bottom. When sufficient buttons were open , both of my wife’s tits were out in the open, me caressing them to my heart’s content, and also my wife’s great enjoyment I should add! The lower buttons were open by now almost to her waist, her pussy fully in view, with me again adding to her and my pleasure by gently stroking and fingering her until she was leaning back against the wooden table, her legs wide open, istanbul travestileri me with two fingers deep inside her pussy, helping spread the wetness from within. Her eyes were closed, breathing deeper and deeper until she came with a long satisfied sigh, her pussy drenching my fingers. We both love the fact that we could carry on in this way , out in the open with lots of people close at hand, suspecting nothing, as long as she didn’t make any noise when she came. To share the love around a bit, my wife then started to rub my hard-on through my shorts, then unzipped them, lifted my cock out, and proceeded to give me a lovely slow wank, which is always a particular pleasure on a lovely summer’s day I find. It didn’t take too long for me to tell her that I was about to come, which prompted her to use a tissue to catch my spunk , preventing it from flying over us. These actions travesti istanbul put both of us in a lovely frame of mind for one last drink, after tidying myself up enough to reenter the pub. When we’d finished the drinks, we started to walk back along the river path, when as usual, I was coaxing my wife’s tits out of her dress again, feeling them with one hand, the other up the back of her dress, tickling her pussy from behind. She was very worked up by this, and dragged me to a group of trees by the river bank, where I could do a much better job of fingering her in earnest, making her come again. She then decided she wanted to paddle in the river which in this spot, was quite shielded from the path. She waded in up to thigh depth and started to caress her tits over her dress, then opened it up to allow them into full view and easy access. I decided to walk back down the path a way until I could cross over to the other side of the river, giving me a more distant view, more like a voyeur might see. By this time, my wife had undone all her buttons and was openly squeezing her left tit with one hand and vigorously fingering herself with the other.