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Originally Posted by Pedro the Fisherman
A career spent flying 'low down and dirty' in a miltary helicopter meant that on more than one occaision, I saw naked people swimming in rivers, isolated beaches and (yes) back gardens!  |
About thirteen years ago, my now-wife and I were staying at a resort in Scottsdale, AZ that featured private, fence-enclosed "backyards" with hot-tubs, which of course were intended to be used in the nude. One afternoon, we were having a good time, sipping champagne, which led to some sex play, and eventually, a bj, with me sitting in one of the outdoor chairs, and her on her knees in front of me, ahhh, you know... Anyway, we were maybe two minutes into the act when a helicopter flew over. I took little notice initially, but realized that this helo, unlike others that had previously flown over, turned around, and seemed to circle above us for a period of time. My wife tends not to be aware of things, but I was very aware that this chopper didn't seem to move on. That was actually kind of a turn-on for me, and it seemed to hasten my climax. Only after I had pumped my spunk in her mouth and she swallowed it up and got up of her knees did the helo fly on. I'm sure the chopper crew couldn't see all the details, but I'm also sure they knew exactly what was going on without having to see clear details, and enjoyed what they were watching.