As I went further there were all kind of paths going left and right. I went right and found a nice spot. There was nobody to see, but something made m... curious. "Was there really nothing? Is this that horny place?"I parked my bike and got some sunlotion out my bag. Off went my shirt and I sprayed myself with the lotion. A man walked by. He made some smalltalk, but nothing pointed out that this area was a meetingpoint for hot men.I picked up my shirt and walked to the left this time. I saw more. The audience laughed."Do those stripes signify rank, sweetheart? Six worn there make you a bottom-sergeant?" Another laugh."Where's your momma? Oh I see her. Same rank as you. Sure you can breathe down there, lady?"Irma was not amused. "Get on with your act, Tracy, before I have you on that trestle." Yes, Marm" drawled Tracy."These little dogs are horny little buggers," she continued. "Not the only ones here, though, Eh, Boss?" More laughter but muted."Hey, looking at her rear end I say the kid. Rachel had a 10” on that was shaped like a cat that seemed to have a lot of different settings. I had a large 9” dildo with balls attached that didn’t vibrate. Sarah had this huge 12” super cock. “Wow, easy there Sarah, it’s your first toy best not try and split yourself in half yet,” I told her. “Yeah, choose between one of these two,” Rachel said grabbing the one I had out of my hand. “Hmm… Well I guess a pussy for my pussy would work,” Sarah giggled pointing towards the one Rachel choose.. It was a beautiful day, the air moved but it wasn’t windy, and the sun was warm but not hot. It was gorgeous, perfect, lovely weather. Carrie wandered slowly away from him into a large open field. It had been dry, and the town hadn’t mowed. The grass was short, but isolated tall weeds stuck up and flowered in places. Bees and insects wandered around. A tree line at the far end of the field signaled the creek. The park was old, named after some founding father, and a few remnants of WPA projects.