Then her Mother had died and she had spent more and more time looking after and preaching at her Father. The poor bloke died soon afterwards. She then...sold her parent's house, divorced me, and went to live in a happy-clappy community somewhere. The last I heard of her, she was working as a housekeeper for a vicar somewhere. Over the next beers she told me of her time at college, of going into debt, and drifting into sex work to pay the bills. She had finished college, could not get a real job,. "Jenny, so far, our relationship has been pretty one sided; you giving me pleasure, me doing nothing in return." Oh, I get pleasure... " Jenny started to say when Jim interrupted."Let me finish sweety," Jim said. I thoroughly enjoyed the blow... uh, what you did for me yesterday. I am embarrassed to say that it was my first time," Jim admitted, his face turning red.Jenny opened her eyes wide in surprise. She couldn't believe a 38-year-old man had never had a blowjob.Jim wanted to explain.. I had to admit it was a bit confusing because they looked so much alike and I discovered at night inside the tent, they were impossible to identify until they were pushed into some sort of physical response.Fortunately, we had the kinds of sleeping bags that could be joined together. It made it a lot more comfortable because we could turn and snooze in different positions without feeling all bundled up and restrained. I laughed when I saw Serena wearing the head to toe bunny sleeper looking. "Let's never fight like that again." She whispered to me. "We both said hateful things we didn't mean." I think we're both a little crazy over the situation and a clean start is best." I whispered back.We took our necking over to the sofa and it was apparent she wanted to play before any long conversations got started. We were all over each other touching and squeezing before she broke the clench and asked me to undress her.She stood up and extended a hand to me and I joined her. I began to.