Once, a former boyfriend and I were driving waaaaay out in the country on an old mining/forest road. We thought it would be fun to have some fun in the great outdoors. We found a large flat rock some walk off the road, and after tokin' up, we got down to business.
R― was a model-pretty guy, a buff construction worker and quite well-endowed. Since it was a cool, foggy autumn day waaaaay out in the country we thought we'd be alone...and we were until about two minutes before explosion. That's when we noticed three high-school aged guys watching us from the ridge between us and my car. R― moved us around a little so the guys had a full side-on view and started to long-dick me from behind. Luckily, and as usual for us, we go off at the same time.
We dressed and had to walk right past the guys to get back to the car. R― handed them a joint and said in his soft, rumbly voice, "Hope you have fun, too." They were still watching us as we drove off. I was always curious what they did then.