I was starring right at his massive chest and could smell his sweaty body it was an intoxicating odor. "Wow what a stomach you have got on you" I said...as I slowly ran my hands over his ripped abs. He was visibly uncomfortable so I stopped and offered him a cold drink. He eagerly accepted and I hurried inside to get him a cold drink. I went back outside with his drink in hand, and a big smile on my face. I handed him the drink and then went back to my lounge chair and began to put on a show for. It was pretty uneventful, there kind of looked like there might be a fight on the dance floor at one point, but the dudes left without further incident.After working a good eight hours or so, we got to drink our fill--from a skunked case of Busch. We didn't even know it was skunked till we got back to the campsite. We were pretty pissed about the ultra-shitty beer, because it was well into the 3 o'clock hour at that point. Nothing nearby in this strange place was open and we still had to put. Under the table I unzip my pants and slide my underwear down freeing myself. I'm so hard my veins feel like they'll cut my hand. Already the tip is dripping wet enough that I run my palm over it and slide it down my length enough to lubricate it completely. It feels good, I could cum now but I need to take it slow, stay sharp, and keep my eyes open. I don't want to get caught or miss an opportunity to find another of my people. Still nothing, I'll have to amp it up. I wrap my fist around the. Sissy and her husband were there as were about tweleve couples and a couple of single women. Most of the people there were in their 40's or 50's with one couple in thier 60's. Most of them were normal everyday people, a couple of the women were hot. Well all got started, again "snap of the fingers" was the code for the cum shot. Everybody mingled and soon they started to fuck. I only had one guy that pulled out and blew his nut on some woman's bush, everyone else made cream pies. After an.