I needed to come up with a plan. I mulled it over, but no ideas came to mind. I ordered another drink. I wanted to get drunk in the worst way all of a...sudden. As soon as the waitress brought my beer over I ordered another one. (And that was only the beginning.)Some time later Pat came strolling in with some others. I watched her drunkenly for a while as she sat at the bar. I wanted to be with her, but at the same time I knew I would be lousy company. So I kept to myself. Eventually however, she. Next day she was looking as if she was angry on me ( I assumed that which I came to know later that I was wrong) I was completely scared and at night she slept at same place as previous night and that’s when I noticed she had two hooks opened already, but I was hell scared I didn’t do anything. And never got an opportunity again as her husband returned the next day.Then again the same routine started for months I used to watch her cleavage while playing with her kid and nothing happened 3 years. Everyone came back to our tents and we sat around on the deck chairs, with Roxy and Charlotte on one side of me, and two of their guy mates on the other side. I was having a drunken conversation about girls with the two guys, whilst also eavesdropping on Roxy and Charlotte’s conversation, who were talking about the best ways to make them cum. After about an hour Roxy got up and stated loudly that she was tired, and going to head back to her caravan. All of her mates decided they were happy to. She wasn’t jealous. She wanted me to have what I’d been craving for so long. She loved it that my dick was so big and hard and ready to burst. She wanted me to cum. "Oh, yes!" she said, "I can taste your pre-cum. You want it, don't you? You want to cum with Nick's big dick in your ass. Go ahead, baby. Fuck him with your asshole. Fuck my mouth. Give me that load!"Then it all came out in a huge gush of pent up desire. The feel of her mouth, her hands, his cock, his hips against my thighs, his.