They would ask me what I thought and then try on something else. Finally, they were ready to go and then they all stood naked in the dressing area. We...want to thank you for letting us stay so long. one said and approached me. The other two went to each side and the one with the short hair took my face and kissed me deep. I melted and did not resist at all and one said, Oh I think she has done this before.Soon I was naked and they were all around me and I was soaking wet with puddles forming. On the other side of the floor was a box holding other camping accessories. It sat on top of two foldout chairs and a tiny fold-up table. Marty could easily imagine taking off in this car and pulling up anywhere to camp. “Will you marry me?” he said jokingly but also half-seriously. Finding a woman who loved cars and camping was rare in his experience.Mary laughed and replied, “Come on, spunky, let’s get your gear. I’ll get you some linen so you can make up the bed while I rustle up some food. My brother used to go under the house - it's built on stilts - and could see and hear what was going on. If it was raining, Mum and Dad used to go into the storeroom for some sex in there, and we would all hear the shelving creaking as Dad pushed into her.As we've got older, we've also taken to having sex - or looking for sex - on a Sunday afternoon. One of my older sisters - Esther - usually takes her boyfriend into the long grass at the back of the house, and I can sometimes hear them doing. I got wet thinking of you.” She reached over and put her hand on the front of my trousers, my cock was getting hard. “Jane, stop. We can’t do this.” “Yes we can, and we’re going to.” She kissed me as she undid my trousers. I swear, I tried to resist, but the combination of the wine, not having sex for a while and the fact Jane was here, doing this, well my resistance didn’t come to much. She was stroking my prick, which she had now got fully from my trousers. I was so hard. My cock was.