What a day. “Now, it’s your turn,” a voice called me back into the present. There Helen stood with one of my other bags, she must have found i...n the batch room – a 4 quart red open top affair with soap suds spilling out. “You are going to love this one,” she smiled and waved with the black Super Victorian Douche Nozzle measuring 7/8” by 9”. I swallowed hard looking dumbstruck at Helen hanging up the bulging bag on the IV stand next to the now deflated red Paris bag. It looked tiny in. Steve was standing over the bed holding a breakfast. I was still wearing the thigh length boots from our night of debauchery as Steve looked down at me smiling.“Listen babe, I’ve took the day off and booked us a room in the Holiday Inn by the mall. I want to be around if your going to fuck this guy!” Steve informed me.I took the tray from Steve Smiling, placing it on my booted thighs. The Holiday Inn at the mall was a twin tower hotel. One tower on one side of the mall with the other tower. "A lot of women can't come with just penetration. I'm lucky not to be one of them. I know you haven't heard this from another woman, but you have a truly magnificent cock! Way above average," I finished while crossing my ankles and tightening my arms and legs around him. Danny remained silent and I guessed at the reason. He was wondering how many other cocks I was comparing his to. Relaxing my legs, I groaned as muscles stretched when I lowered my legs to parallel his on the bed. Danny rose. First, one hugely endowed man fucked me, then another, then a third. They looked like rough laborers or workmen, which they probably were. They had hard, lean, sinewy bodies. All three began in tight-fitting sleeveless under-vests, the kind that clung to their frames, necks scooping down low on their broad, deeply cleaved chests, and cut way in at the back. Even with them on, it was apparent that these were tough men. The exposed portions of their torsos were sexily hairless, with even their.