Across the room, I saw woman a bit older than most attendees. She was perhaps in her late forties with gray, shoulder-length hair. She reminded me a l...ttle of Martha Stewart sans the double fudge brownies. She was seated in an oversize black leather chair with her skirt pulled up and her panties pulled to one side. One leg was thrown over the arm of the chair and she was masturbating furiously while watching the others engaged in raw sex.In the corner, two young blondes were having a suck-fest.. I forgot which cousin said it but one said "Devon want to play the tickle game" I said yes of course for fun of it. I was pinned down by the younger and the cousin with the black hair. I blushed because I knew I was the target to be tickled. My cousin with the blond hair unbutton my pants and pulled my underwear down. I blushed a lot shocked on what she was doing. Blond (gonna call them by blond, black hair and youngest) blond started to lick my penis. I flinched and struggled to get out of. As I was working I caught a glimpse of her slowly spreading her legs. She was wearing a short pencil skirt and a rather revealing white blouse. As I continue to work she turns to me and says “Don’t you want to see underneath?”I stop dead, wondering if I imagined what she just said but I turn to her and she is slowly rubbing her pussy through her white lace thong that I just can’t stop staring at. “Erm, sure… If you’re okay with that” I say excitedly.“Of course I’m okay with it dummy! I asked. I used the scope and hollered, "Clear." The range officer hollered 'Clear' and I squeezed the trigger. John said, "Dead center." Light up three hundred."I checked the rifle and adjusted the scope, noting the clicks. I had to adjust the rifle in the brace a little. We did the 'Clear' thing then I fired. John said, "Center." Light up five hundred."I went through the adjusting, watching John as he checked his scope. He said, "Either your measurements are off or this scope is. That's six.