This was different, softer almost. Still lying there on the bench, she leaves my lips to travel along my body. She kneels between my legs and looks...at me. She reaches up and takes a clothed breast in one hand, and fondles and presses til I sigh. My eyes kept closed, she told me to keep them shut, so I could feel it all she said. And I did. She takes her hand back down and draws me closer to her so I sit almost on the edge of the bench. I had a shirt on, flowing and feminine. I looked. Before John went any farther with my wife I went back to our camper and got my camera. When I got back John was still standing behind my wife. I pulled my camera out and began recording. I watched as John slid his hands down the front of my wife's T-shirt and gently cupped and squeezed her breasts. My wife didn't move or react to his touch. He pulled his hands back up to her shoulders, and then slid one hand down inside her T-shirt. I could see his hand move around inside her bra. He kept his. More

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