His huge cock and balls filled my hand. So much bigger than I even remembered, his ball spilled out and over the sides as I breathlessly pulled them o...t through the opening.His hairy balls d****d over the material of his pants and hung heavy between his legs. His thick, soft cock layed over his balls and looked so manly, so beautiful I just stared. Almost over come with lust, I moaned as my tongue touched one of his hairy, hanging testicles. His cock twiched and moved and began to swell, I. No provisions had been made for privacy whatsoever. There were, however, six fairly large bathrooms in the barn, with showers.At 55, I was one of the oldest in attendance. Apparently most of the older generation had realized that this was not going to be a luxurious weekend and had opted to stay away. As one of the older generation, I did not really know most of the family. Most of the cousins were in the 20s and 30s, and they had brought their spouses and children with them,who were for. There was nothing he could say that could make it right, and he knew it.He came right back out and stared at me long and hard, and I knew he'd seen my suitcase sitting on the floor by the bed. I stood up and walked over to the sink in the tiny kitchenette, which afforded the only window in that part of the trailer.I stared out the little window as the tears started to gush from my eyes. Then, the dam broke and I started sobbing. Clint came over and tried to console me, but I angrily pushed him. Above the dance floor, the mighty golden phallus is still swinging purposefully to and fro in time with the music while beneath it a mass of heaving sweaty bodies gyrate and twirl like leaves in a storm. I turn away from our booth and my cock bobs before me like a dowsing rod as I seek out the evening's next experience.My mouth feels wonderfully gummy with cum and I take a refreshing slug of beer, emptying my glass before placing it carefully on a shelf beneath an empty table. I head towards.