I see your problem. You are dressed like you are going to church.Nothing showing. This is a fantasy game. Guys want to play against women in a fantasy... world. Not like they are going to the library I told my wife. I went to our bedroom and rumbled into the closet. I found what I was looking for. It was a Beer Babe Oktoberfest Costume. Wife used to wear this when we went to Oktoberfest.It used to drive me crazy every time I saw her wearing it. But the past 3 years she gained weight and lost all. Lillian, one of the girls that guys went crazy for in high school... is a bartender... in a strip club. My cousin works at the same strip club. Now, I suffer from this. Very much so. I have met downright beautiful women in my pubescent life, just gorgeous. Some were wholesome and some were borderline freaky girls. As the immortal Rae Sremmurd song said: "I ain’t got no type, bad bitches is only thing that I like.” I say this because after we fucked, Daisy said to me:"Don't worry, I got a plan,. ..How long was I out? The cocks in me now are MUCH smaller than the last 2 were. I seem to have cum all over my face and ass. Did those huge fucksticks leave it, or is it a result of many cocks doing me??? I wonder how many more cocks I am going to be forced to make cum before this is over?...I counted 8 up my ass and 11 down my throat. I wonder how many more I had in me while I was out? I am so glad some of them shot their load straight down my throat. I am soooo hungry. My mouth is so dry. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the van. Lesly said that she needed my cock in her. I went to go back to the bed but she said right here I want to be watched. She pulled my shirt up over my head and off while Susan was undoing my shorts. My hard cock sprang out and Susan slid her warm moist lips over its head while licking the underside with her tongue. Lesly grabbed my shorts and proceeded to pull them down. I lifted my hips up to help her, forcing my fat cock farther into Susan’s mouth.