The fire burned down and they came into the camper. I feigned sleep and heard Joan walk by to the other bed fifteen feet away. I heard the sound of zi...pers, the rustling of clothes being removed and a stiffed giggle from Joan as they cuddled their naked bodies. I could hear the sounds of kissing, sucking and Joan's increasing moans. The unmistakable sounds of Peter, licking and sucking Joan's sweet pussy gave me a painful hard on. I was amazed how quickly things developed and soon felt the. The band started up again and he took her back on the dance floor. He enjoyed holding and dancing with her.It still was early but Bob asked her if she wanted to leave to grab a burger. She said she was famished and could use one so they said their goodbyes and left. They stopped at Libby's Diner and had the standard burger with fries. Zoë was finished eating before Bob. She again was looking at him in such a way that had him wondering, who was pursuing whom.Back in the car, Bob was wondering. Anyway, I kind of let my mouth and hands wander their way downto his raging hard-on. I love looking at a guy's hard cock.It makes me wet to just look at one. I love the way they areso rigid. Then they leak pre-cum. Some more than others, butall are guilty.This one was no exception. I started licking him. All over thehead. He started moaning. That turns me on, to hear a guymoaning about what I'm doing to him...I felt his hands in my hairpulling me further down. I did my best to swallow as much. "If you don’t tell me, I will have to do it for you, Peter" I whispered. There was no response as he stood trembling in front of me, eyes tightly closed.The soapy pad slipped gently down his side to his hip. I stood back and brushed over his engorged cock. Over his balls. I came close to him and did his ass cheeks. His dick was now pushing at me, throbbing and jerking on my tummy. "Peter, shall I soap you or will you?" He nodded.One of my hands pulled on his buttock, the other slipped between.