She changed Dilly to her other breast. "Don't go anywhere. I'm going to need you in a minute." You don't actually need me," I said. "It's not like you...ll swell up and burst."She looked over her shoulder at me again."Okay, I'm going to want you in a minute. Please don't go anywhere." This isn't a good idea, Penny," I groaned.She didn't answer. Instead, she filled up her baby like he was at a little baby gas station - milk station - and then laid him on the bed and kissed him about a zillion. We shared a campsite and my obsession with Judy began to grow out of control as I thought about her sleeping so close (in the next tent). After a couple of nights of fucking my wife while dreaming of Judy, I was primed. Then it happened. We had been hiking that day and everyone was tired. I heard Judy tell Bill she was going to walk over and take a shower before bed. As she went to her tent to get her stuff, I also told Sarah that I was going to shower quickly and would be back in a little. I stopped thinking of the humiliation of having another man’s cum covering my face. I knew I had to put up with all of these things - he was protecting my privacy and he did buy me all those gifts of clothes after all - so I made myself learn to not make a big deal out of it and get used to it instead. I had to admit that I kind of enjoyed sucking his thick, hard cock when he let me control the rhythm, and I convinced myself that I kind like the full feeling in my ass when he restrained himself. ' I had never had the guts to actually try that but maybe this was the right time, after all, French women were known to be liberal in their sexual thinking. Why not? "Marissa, I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and would love to take you to bed." Well it was too late now; I had already said it. She crooked her head and looked quizzically at me."My but you are bold!" Faint heart never filled a flush, well you know the old line." Humm, yes I do. Do you think my husband would.