You were so amazing. You demanded a lot of me but I loved you so. Forgive me for saying but I would love to fall in love with you all over again.”Sh... came over to me wading across the spa and sat in my lap facing me. “It’s been a long time Tom. Remember?” She reached down and felt me which of course made me completely stiff. The magic in her dark eyes of fire also completely immersed me into her will as she began to do exactly what I dreamed of. We were fucking as all parties joining our. The lights changed and I carried on, erect as a tent pole and pre-cum oozing into my boxers.Maybe I'm a voyeur.But having said that, one of my previous, for want of a better word - girlfriends, was into hiking and camping. She inevitably dragged me along but we were always too tired from hiking to do anything other than sleep in the tiny tent we carried. Which wasn't an issue really. But one thing that really got me going was when she needed a wee. We'd stop for food and a drink every couple of. “Uncle Ben?” she inquired sleepily. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”“Mmm? Nothing, Little One,” Ben answered her inquiry with a groggy voice, “I just missed you. I woke up, and you weren’t there, and I couldn’t get back to sleep. So I came in here, to be near you again. Should I go?”“Yeah . . . no . . . I mean . . . oh hell! I miss you too, but this bed isn’t quite big enough for both of us. How about we both go back to your bed?” she suggested, and they moved to Ben’s bed, curled against each. Donny had been mowing the grass that day and helping Mom with her garden, so I knew he'd be fresh and ready. He and I hadn't made love in two days, so I was horny, and he had mentioned that morning about our need to 'talk a little bit', which was his euphemism for private time in the sack.I cooked supper and warned my mother, and shortly after the dishes were done she left the room. I knew she was going to take a shower and make herself pretty. That left Donny and me sitting at the kitchen.