Zena looked at them and sighed, but made no comment.As I sat in my car at my slot in the flats’ car park and looked over the pictures I was quite im...pressed with the quality. The closeups of their tongue play on the park bench were particularly clear, and it was obvious where their hands were and what they were doing.While I might have been congratulating myself on my prowess with the camera and its telephoto lens, the vivid sharpness of the images drove me deeper into depression, despondency. Wanting, needing to be closer. To see the anguish in these men’s eyes, to watch as their look shifts to a brief, yet brilliant flash of hope as the moment looms ever closer, to witness the final, dry, distant look as all faith is crushed. Replaced by an overwhelming realization of doom. Finally slipping softly between two large men, smiling up at one as she achieves her destination at the edge of the podium. Her timing is perfect. All eyes turn and voices erupt as the fourth and final candidate. ....honesty and communication? Remember what we talked about?" She prompted."Yes....I guess I was, a little." She finally managed. "It made me horny thinking about it. But then I got angry, thinking you'd rather play with yourself instead of me. And then after you left, I went upstairs and satisfied myself, and then was feeling guilty about that, since I also knew I'd disrupted what you'd been doing. So when you got home, and wanted to fool around with me, I thought it was just because you were. It was great.Finally Zack got to the point where he was going to cum again, so he shoved his dick so far down my throat, I couldn't breathe except through my nose. So, he pinched my nose.I heard the other man moan near the back of my head when he finally released the biggest load of cum I had felt out of all of them. It felt like it would never end. I could sense his gigantic cock throbbing with each pulse, shooting more sticky semen inside of me. Blam, blam, blam, blam, blam! Almost like a.