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"Oh my God," Wendy said. "Why does that...make you hard?"
"Because I'm married to the sexiest girl in the world."
Wendy shook her head at Matt, but she was smiling. "Says the man who just climbed out of a tent naked with an eighteen-year-old girl."
"The blanket's open, you guys," Kelsey said. "Morning sex is the best."
Matt smiled and tugged Wendy toward the rumpled blanket next to the still-smoldering campfire.
"You're just gonna fuck me, right here, right now?"
Matt didn't answer, but his eyes told the story. Yes, he was going to fuck his beautiful wife, with Richie and the others watching. Wendy only held back a little. Within moments her bikini bottom was hanging around one ankle and she was on top of Matt, with his big, morning wood deep inside her.
"You coulda done this with those fisherman, Wendy," Kelsey said. "They wouldn't have said no."
Wendy moaned at the thought, and then she sat up and rode Matt for all he was worth. She waved Austin and Richie in with her arms, pulling their mouths to her bouncing, wickedly sensitive tits. She closed her eyes, heard the seagulls overhead, and the fisherman fantasy was complete. Strangers on the beach, taking her, making her theirs. She was a goner, and took off like a rocket.
Wild sex got its hook in Wendy when she met Barbara at the gym. It took a weekend with Kelsey at Sandgrass Pond to reel her all the way in.
