The fact that I dreaded taking it, for fear it was Irma canceling, should be indicative - but it was Oscar, something unprecedented in itself. "Hey, M...n, why don'tcha bring your lady around fer drinks or sumpthin'? I gotta see this woman - she musta had some effect on ya... Mebbe seven thirty? I'll get the help to figger out sumpthin' to gnaw on..." I thought about it a bit while I changed, but decided that exposure to Oscar wouldn't hurt Irma and might help her self-image - so I rang him up. Giddy with pleasure, she expertly sucked and fondled until the fat man groaned and his cock swelled. A few more sucks and she felt him tense. His cum was as sweet as the wine and when she opened her mouth to show him his load, he roared with laughter.“Did all right, didn’t I? Swallow it,” he said, nodding approvingly when Diana complied. Proffering a hand, he helped her to her feet. “Now then, how about entertaining me?”“I thought I just did.”“Uh-uh.” The fat man produced a dildo from behind. I nodded. She darted to a drawer and brought out two sets of ivory sticks. Another drawer held maroon cloth napkins. At last she sat and smiled at me. "Mangez my ... Joseph."Soon after beginning to eat, the placement she chose beside me made sense. While her right hand manipulated the sticks to bring the delicious salad to her mouth, her left swept down and grasped my cock, pulling much of it from beneath the shorts to enjoy its naked texture. Not as dangerous as being masturbated while. I turned the truck in and pulled up to a raised gate house. The middle aged woman in the ticket booth leaned over to look into the truck as I produced the three tickets. Sandy was stroking my cock and the woman gave us a smile and wished us a good weekend. I nodded with a mile wide grin and said "Sure thing." there was a little quad bike in front of me that said follow me. I followed the bike to the rear of the grounds and there in the trees was an area for campers. I was directed to a treed.