She went into her tent, turned around and blew me a kiss and zipped up her door.I floated back to my tent feeling like a 14 year old kid, proud, compl...tely satiated, and in love(!), wondering what was going to be next. I don’t even remember getting back to my tent, just, once again lying down into the sexy, fluid soaked, and now puddle, on top of my air mattress.It occurred to me that I might remove the air mattress cover, cut out the large stain and have it framed as a work of modern art. She came to my room to sweep and saw me with the little towel I was wearing. She got a bit of doubt and was looking at me and staring at my thighs and was also sweeping. She asked me boldly if I needed a massage before bath. I stammered and said No. But she could understand my stammer and said there is no harm and that she will give good massage for Rs.50/- and will keep it secret as well. This gave me some courage and decided to get a massage from this 50 year old.I asked her what about the. After the movie I took her by the hand and led her upstairs to our bedroom. I undressed her and laid her on the bed, on her stomach. Then I straddled her back, and began giving her a massage. I started at the top of her head and lightly ran my fingers down her spine to the small of her back. Then I walked my fingertips up her spine slowly as I felt her body just go limp as if granting me permission to continue. Feeling her soft, sensous skin underneath my fingertips would have normally drove me. Then he said in a voice loud enough for both my husband and me to hear, “Suck.” Then, “Suck Harder!”Rodney sucked. I sucked. There was no more talk, no rationale for what was happening. It was just sex, pure and simple. *A man we did not know an hour ago was having oral sex with both my husband and me – each of us at the same time – and we were loving it!The FinaleI was beginning to lose it when Don’s strokes into my husband’s willing passage became erratic. I knew Don was ready to consummate.