I assumed at this point she would just go to bed, about 30 minutes into my concert, she comes downstairs stumbling with yet another glass of wine, and...out of the whole 12 man sectional, decides she needs to sit right next to me, sharing my recline. I had the concert on loud so at least I could drown out any more whining.Looking at what I could see, I am on my sectional, not 10” next to me, now leaning on me, with her tanned cool legs literally touching mine, she had her head on my shoulder,. She sashayed back to the bed, hands on her hips, her black hair falling over her shoulders."Now, where was I?" Jenna asked."I think you were getting ready to sit on my lap," I answered."You think so, Joe? It seems to me, I was having an appetizer," she told me."I might have to try one myself," I joked.Sally leaned on the pillows and squeezed her tits. I watcher her fingers roll over her nipples and felt my cock jerk. Her hand wandered lower, over her plump body, shaping it to her hip and thigh.. And the word "virgin" was uttered (He was VERY much right) That finger was the 1st object to be inserted...The mouth relented on my cock, he knew I was going to cum, I was flush against the stall wall, with my cock and balls fully through the glory hole, with my stocking'd feet cold on the concrete floor, my chest and the right side of my face on the cold stall wooden wall.I sat back down on the toilet, my head spinning, hands still on my legs and cock, and then the biggest cock I had ever seen. Vicky was wilting more than a little by the time the day came to an end, although knife sales had gone very well. It was a little easier on Jason; he was wearing a sleeveless shirt, less regalia, and a kilt of a wool/synthetic blend that, while it may not have been as pure a product of sheep like Vicky's, it was a heck of a lot cooler to wear.Still, as soon as the show wound down and they hauled the somewhat-lighter knife display cases back to the campsite, the first thing Vicky did was to get.