"Anyway, I teased him, and he stormed off into his room. He returned a couple of minutes later, holding one of his jock straps, and showed me the labe.... 'Look at this, ' Roy says to me, showing me the little label."Well, I looked, and the label said 'Large.' And Roy is all proud and pleased with himself, there, waiting for my reaction. And, I admit, I really was kinda surprised, you know? I mean, it was elastic and all, and I knew it could stretch out, and stuff, but... 'Large?'"I laughed at. With startling abruptness I was in another tent. The Spaten tent if I recall correctly. Things were not kind for me there. I must of not been speaking coherently because of everyone’s confused head shaking when I solicited them for a seat. Sneers were all I got. They must of smelled me as the incoherent spewing drunk that I was. But all I wanted was a friend! Well I found a seat but not a friend. It was by some icy cold bitch. Friendly banter in either German or English was not welcome. What. I remember her sucking and going "Mmmm hmmmmm, mmmmmm hmmmmmmm". After a few minutes Marie demanded I go down on her. I was a little reluctant because her cunt really smelled strong but I positioned myself between her legs and I started sniffing it all in. It really wasn't bad just really strong. I started licking and sucking her clit and she began squirming around. Barb got on top of her and lowered her fat pussy onto Marie's face. Barb's pussy was even hairier than Marie's. She had these huge. Bert, on the other hand, was thrilled. Uncle Ron was simply accepting.I went down there in the late afternoon with Babs trying not to be seen. She helped me set up a number of cameras in hidden spots around the large room. I noticed the different frames and items. I had to admit that I was curious about how they were used.Babs said, "Kenny, don't get any ideas about using those things on me. It doesn't turn me on." I understand, Babs. That does not mean you aren't curious, though." We grinned.