"My name is Brian" he said moving to the center of the seat "and you are?" he asked. "I like to call myself Cissy with a C" I giggled. "Well Cissy wit... a C do you always wear panties" he asked putting his hand on my leg. "Always" I answered. "Tell me what else you like to wear" he whispered stroking the inside of my thigh, moving higher as he did. " anything girly" I purred as his hand slid up the leg of my shorts. Rubbing my hip through my panties "what color are they" he breathed in my ear.. Arty put Elizabeth on all fours on the lounge chair and was finishing her off when I heard a noise behind me. It was my wife Arlene. Just then my son Arty gave Elisabeth a full creampie in her pussy. Elisabeth laid on her back on the lounge chair and without saying a word my wife Arlene climb up on the lounge chair and began to eat the cum out of Elisabeth’s pussy. When Arlene finished cleaning Elisabeth up, she turns to me and took me by the hand and said ”come on home we need to talk”.. Major league grab ass was going on in front of me. Some of the younger girls wore short skirts and I could see hands sneaking up their dresses for a feel of young cunt, both by men and women. Some of the older guys were hanging out together eyeing the younger studs. When my eyes got accustomed to the dark room, I noticed a short blonde with very large breasts standing by the bar with a young guy who looked like a male model, very thin with long blonde hair too. Her dress was so short I could. "Close your eyes," she ordered."Why?" I asked."Because I told you to," she said firmly. "And don't peek, because if you do you'll ruin the surprise and I'll be very angry. In fact, close your eyes AND turn around."I thought things were better, so I didn't make a fuss. I had no idea what she could show me from up on Bald Knob that I hadn't seen a hundred times before, but I was willing to play the game.I heard the saddle bags thump onto the rock, and then scraping sounds that I imagined were.