My wife and I really enjoy sex outdoors. I could tell you about the time we came home one evening from our favorite watering hole and did it in the front yard where anyone driving down the street or any neighbor walking out of their house could have seen, or on the beach in Mexico in front of the resort, or in the car at the lake, or in the middle of the afternoon at the local conservation area using this, http://www.tootimid.com/waterproof-g-spot-stimulator.html and a couple with a pair of dogs came upon us just after we finished, or a couple of weeks ago on the deck of a pontoon boat using her purple friend, http://www.tootimid.com/the-super-rabbit.html, or dozens of other times and locations, but the best story was last fall. I played hooky from work one beautiful Friday morning. We took her convertible out for a scenic drive through the country. We stopped for lunch and a drink. On the way home we were both feeling pretty horny, so we pulled into a county park. There were campsites and walking trails and we pulled the car into a parking spot that appeared secluded near some unused camp sites. We pulled a blanket out of the trunk and spread it out in the shade for a little nap. I'd brought the camera along, and my wife stripped down to her bra and g string for me to take some photos of her without my asking. She took a few photos of me to remember the day too. Well, we laid on the blanket and one thing led to another, and she started giving me a blow job. I had the camera in hand and was video recording her blowing me. Before long she was completely naked and sucking on me like crazy. I was fingering her, and she was getting worked up too. Finally she climbed on me reverse cowgirl and was riding away. I was recording the whole time. I thought I heard a noise during all this, but ignored it because it was so great. Well, just as I came, I saw movement about 30 feet away out of the corner of my eye. The end of the video is a camera falling to the ground and me saying, "there's somebody over there, "and her saying, "oh shit!" We scrambled to cover ourselves with clothes as the park ranger called to us. He asked me to come talk with him, and after making sure we were together voluntarily and making sure my wife knew our address on my license including the zip code, he cautioned that some of the other rangers might not be so forgiving of our public display, and said, "You know we have campsites here, and this IS a really nice place to camp, might I suggest next time you bring a tent." And went on his way. He was cool about it, and he never made my wife come over and face him, but I bet he saw quite a show, and I bet if he sees another convertible like hers in the park, he'll be dropping by to see what's up.
