#135718 - We slipped off our small bags and left them against the cabin wall, and then, hand in hand, we walked the few yards through the soft meadow grass, silently approaching from behind the intent Patty. Standing in the dark shade of a stand of tall pines, we both drank in the sexy scene below with avid interest – although my binoculars wobbled a bit as Sally’s deft index finger slid into my suddenly gaping and sopping vagina, bringing me tantalisingly near to a climax. It would take them a day and a half to drive to the cabin, and we promised that we would join them on Wednesday evening – we would be able to get there much quicker, because now that we only each had a small shoulder-bag to carry, we could fly most of the distance.