As I knocked on Jim's front door the next day I felt slightly apprehensive not really quite sure what to expect after our exploits the day before .I h...d actually spoken to him earlier in the day as we both had newspaper delivery rounds for the same newsagent , but obviously we didn't discuss the events of the previous day in the paper shop. Jim opened the door and let me in and I went through to the lounge and sat down on the sofa , Jim on the armchair after a while watching the dross what. When I say we, I am referring to myself and my wife Monica. One of the guys had asked her to dance and she said that she had to go to the bathroom first. I noticed all three of the guys staring at her ass as she walked away and I couldn’t blame them. I mean she looked sizzling hot. She had turned 31 four months earlier and was having a rough time with it even though there isn’t anybody alive who wouldn’t consider her stunningly beautiful. In fact, I really don’t think I had ever seen her look. I would lose myself in the images of others fulfilling her desires, and ejaculate before satisfying her. I mourned my lost days of rampant virility and boundless energy. The images of her with younger men both aroused and unmanned me.We stopped early one night at a state park in Wisconsin. We've gotten pretty efficient at setting up camp, good enough to look down upon our noses at those who have to struggle to level their rig, to pop up their trailer or to erect their tent. They guy in the next. Helen removed all of her clothing except for her thigh high boots. Peter and I removed all of her clothing and I noticed that Helen was checking out two very hard cocks in front of her eyes. We both took turns of sucking on her pussy and drinking from her nectar which was so tasty and absolutely delicious. Her orgasms were loud and absolutely enjoyable as she rolled around in pleasure going from one hard working tongue to another. Peter was so worked up at this stage and got her into position.