My wife had decided a while ago that sex once every 3 to 4 months was acceptable with no more oral activities in the foreseeable future. The only rea...l issue was my wife had been home for the 2 weeks prior to our tip, thus hindering my masturbation sessions. To add to it all, I could see my wife’s naked body as we changed clothes in the tent. I can say I was really feeling a 3 week backup in my balls.Our first week came to an end as we packed up the campsite and headed to a new location. . " So we sat patiently while the other team performed their routine. They were really good and I was beginning to have my doubts if they could be beat. They got a round of applause just as big as our team got earlier. The audience really liked them. Now it was time for our girls to do their thing. The lights went down and then the announcer announced our team. A spotlight lit up the tunnel while the band did a rendition of the Pink Panther theme. Our girls all came running out out to stand in a. "Or maybe she'd want a three way and..." Trust me," I laughed, "the only thing she wants you and me to do together is keep our fucking clothes on around each other from now on!"Sean smirked and giggled, "Like that's going to happen." he then appeared serious, "Are you in shit now? --I mean, see didn't see anything ... really." A boned up man and two boned up boys? --Nah, ... that's kewl, happens all the time, right?" I said facetiously, "It's just that we were using her good guest towels.. My futa-cock bobbed before me. It swayed back and forth. It was such an exciting delight to witness.I slid onto the bed, my futa-cock bobbing beneath me. I licked my lips, my heart hammering in my chest. This was it. This would be such an amazing moment. I groaned, my cunt on fire. I shuddered, savoring every heartbeat.My pussy cream dripped down my futa-cock as I crawled into place. I ducked my head down and breathed in Georgia’s musk. She had a spicy aroma. It was amazing to inhale. I ducked.