I love providing pleasure for a man that needs it. I love to help him arrive at a nice, big, thick, hard cum.Dream come true would be a row of cocks o...f all different shapes, sizes, and colors, ages, and stages of hardness all needing to be sucked off by my mouth.Sloppy and thick or clear and runny, sprayed or oozed, all is fine. I just want to taste the dick and the cum so bad all the time.I sure wish there was a kinky bi couple down the street. I squeeze his nipples and rub his belly while I. Rhea seemed pleased with herself. She said, “I see you boys like me. Well I like you boys too. I really like these long hard cocks that are pointing at me.” She walked over and took each of us in her hands. Her hands were warm and soft.She kind of bounced each of our cocks as if she were checking the weight of each and put her fingers around them to check the diameters. She said, “They are almost twins.” Then she said, “I wonder if they taste the same.”She slid to her knees and still holding. "We should call Missy and update her," he suggested. There was motion behind me and I realized he was kicking himself free of his shoes, the tangle of his pants and underpants, leaving him in just his socks down there.I fucked him harder, still clutching him with my arms and legs, a randy monkey humping a fallen log. "It'll have a wait. I'm not done yet and neither are you." When I rucked his tee shirt up he squirmed and lifted his arms over his head so I could get it off as well. Then we were. I could barely see the stage; but the sound was going fine for me. The music was again exquisite and penetrating. Sipping my drink, overlooking the cramped conditions, I immersed myself in the music.There was virtually no space behind my table; but yet I heard several muffled voices. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a group of three men sitting close to me in a filthy table.They all smiled as I glanced at them and tilted their drinks up toasting me. I quickly faced the band.