Her husband and the k**s were downstairs and would probably wonder what was taking her so long to return. Part of her wanted to close the d****s tight...and rush out of the room, yet another part of her had a perverted curiosity knowing exactly what Matt was going to do.Before she could stop her mind from reeling, Matt pushed down his jeans and underwear and took his hard erect cock into hand. Making himself comfortable, he laid the magazine beside him and turned the pages with one hand while. Emily’s eyes were closed, but she leaned close to my ear and said, “See any shaved pussies?”“I’m trying to be cool, and pretending not to look,” I whispered back. “Maybe someone will take us for a couple of Europeans.”“Not with that circumcised dick of yours,” she said. “Most of the European men are uncut.”“Maybe they’ll think I’m Jewish,” I said.“Anything’s possible,” Emily said, giggling.I risked another look at the redhead, and found that she and her older companion were both looking our way. ”Josie’s eyes suddenly grew big as she looked over his shoulder. “Well, it looks like one of them is Alison Krauss,” she said with amazement.“Really?” Rennie asked, turning to look. The singer in question had just stepped out of the second motorhome. “That makes sense,” he quickly remarked. “She was born and raised a couple hours north of here, as I recall.”It was clear Ms Krauss was talking to someone in the neighboring RV, but Josie couldn’t tell who until a woman leaned partway out a window.. I looked along the line and saw a lady crying and saying"i didnt want to come here but my husband made me".after about half an hour we heard laughter as the bar opened and people entered the room my wife with them .she totaly ignored me as she spoke to a man whose arm she was on went to the bar and got her a drink .it wasnt long before the room looked like an orgy .i noticed that the man with my wife who looked stunning in a long dress slid his hand under her dress and she started moaning and.