The guys were all very respectful but I did have to intervene a couple of times and move on down the road because some of the guys started rolling out...bedrolls and pillows. It was obvious they were not planning on going to sleep and as much as I would have enjoyed watching, I did not want my wife getting gang banged when she was in no shape to make that decision for herself. I knew if it were not for the alcohol the entire walkabout would have never taken place. By the time we got back to camp. Our eyes meet and there was that same, instant attraction we had always felt. She was a great looking girl. She was 5’7”, had straight blonde hair that fell to halfway down her back, olive skin and bright blue eyes. She had long legs that lead up to a perfectly formed, round butt. She was wearing a low cut white tank top that day which exposed the cleavage of her c-cup breasts. ‘Wow, hey Natalie, long time no see’ I replied, caught off guard. I felt stupid, we had never said that many words. The electric light show got even crazier as she felt Tina's fist move higher into her stretched-out cunt. Hundreds of physical sensations and memories and images of the past few days assaulted the twenty-eight year-old and she knew she'd experienced more...more of everything...than she had over the previous twenty-seven years of her life. That thought alone was almost enough to put her over the edge and into her biggest climax so far -- but then her Master let go of her tortured breast tips and. I still had all the usual meeting, clients, and golf tee times so I only got to fuck either at the club or after I could claim it was bedtime. I had to virtually sneak around to fuck in my own house.Plus, the boys had to dress for polite company. I don't think any of them owned any normal underwear anymore, but it wasn't as entertaining under regular pants and standard shirts.Still, the truth was that none of the boys - except Zane - could go longer than two days without being fucked and I.