One of the guys owns some land along the lake, and the group of them enjoyed camping trips to fish and relax. Sir offered to bring me as entertainment...this time. When we arrived that evening, Sir followed the dirt road through the woods. When he came upon the camp site, he stopped the truck and turned off the engine. I could hear him greet his friends, and unload the backseat of supplies. I heard the tailgate lower, and heard the guys make crude comments on my naked body. Sir climbed into the. Esme was bending over her and Susan saw her breasts hanging down, she reached out to fondle them.“Later,” Esme whispered. “Just lie back and enjoy.”Susan did just that as Esme circled her nipples with the tip of her tongue the bit them softly. Susan sighed deeply as the heat travelled through her body.Esme’s lips continued down, tracing over her tummy, her tongue teasing her belly button making Susan giggle. As she reached her pubic mound, Susan raised herself in anticipation. “Oh yes!” She. “We’re having some troubles,” he said.“That’s what I’m here to help with,” the short woman responded lightly. “What’s bothering you?”“It’s sex,” the husband said.The doula waited for the man to continue, but he just continued to stare blankly at her.“Okay,” the doula replied, after the pause had grown long enough to make her uncomfortable. “Yes, this is quite a common situation. In my experience, the trouble is rarely sex; it’s intimacy. Men - and I know it’s a stereotype, but it’s true - often. After about 10 minutes one teen passed by, but within 10 meters of her was a businessman, so I stopped short of flashing my cock. Another 5 minutes later a tall teen wearing glasses approached from down the street, but as I stroked furiously she turned up another street 2 blocks off. Last came the “pay-off” - an awesome teen about 17ish, skirt hiked up just a little above the regular height, approaching from a few blocks in the distance. Turning my head both ways, I saw see that nobody else was.