I enjoyed giving my husband head. ?Not mine. Ken’s.? I blushed and laughed at his joke. ?I’m not kidding,? he said, looking ...t me intently. I was a little drunk, or at least that’s how I explained what happened next to myself. ?Okay, if that’s what you want,? I whispered meekly back, squeezing his leg. My husband didn’t say a word, and stood up to leave. I now sat alone at the table with Ken, an attractive man but a complete stranger. I was at a loss as to. ” Sandy replied.I wasn’t exactly sure what they were doing. They could have said their good-byes from inside the tent. Maybe they thought showing me how cute they looked would be my reward for rescuing them.“Good night ladies, sweet dreams.”“Are you going to be around this evening?” Sandy asked.“Yes, I'm not leaving for another day or two.”They both said good night once more, they would see me later on. I settled back into my bed until the alarm went off. It seemed only a couple of minutes. " Looks like," I said."I did," Lettie said, then she stretched and her breasts pushed even tighter into my side."Is Tess up already?" Millie asked."I don't know. She wasn't here when I woke up," I said." I had a hard time falling asleep last night," Lettie said. "I've got so many things running through my mind, they kept me awake until late. Tess hadn't come in when I finally did fall asleep."Millie was grinning from ear to ear when she said, "I'll bet the lovely Tess was bundling with John. You need a firm hand in the rest of your school days." He looked down at her. She bit her lower lip and looked up at him."What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she tossed back.He said nothing, but took his hand and reached around, grabbing her buttock. He twisted her around so that her back was to his front. "Dad..." she trailed off. He lifted her skirt over her hips and felt her panties."You need a firm hand, that's what you need." He leaned into her, his breath on her neck. Mara wasn't.