Finally, one night I was so fed up that I stripped down to my briefs(what I thought were my sexy ones, sort of like a male thong), stood upand said to... Kev, "What is it? What's wrong with me? Why can't I get anypussy here? Am I that bad?" I turned around slowly. "What do you think,Kev?"Kev stared at me wide-eyed. I thought I went too far and went to pick upmy pants. Kev said, "No, Sam, you're...well, you're a damn sexy guy! IfI was a girl, I'd definitely fuck you!"Kev then blushed bright red but. I told Cindi to watch some TV and I would be back.“Leave the door propped open” I said I had a few drinks in the barI came back to the room and barged in like an angered criminalI grabbed Cindi and threw her face down on the bed. I held her down as I gagged her and tied her hands behind her back. She kicked and squirmed as I slid her dress over her back and unzipped. I entered her from behind without any warmup. I slid in all the was and fucked her hard. As I finished she was panting. 'How you doing, baby? Hot day out there, let me get you something to cool you off with", he said, leading me into the kitchen. "You like beer? Let me get you one, baby." "Umm...sure" I said, despite the fact that I'd only tried it once, two years prior, and hated it. He poured a can into a plastic cup and handed it to me. "Come on in, we're just doing a whole bunch of nothing" he said, wandering into the living room. Whenever a pang of guilt would creep into my mind for this, I'd remind. That ended up meaning they were a nightmare for me to help get stripped off them so they could pee and even worse to get back into with them trying to help me. It definitely would have been a lot easier if both didn’t have huge tits that were just not made to fit in their suits. Image a sports bra two sizes too small with the middle and sides cut out. What little was left of the sports bra was held together by a bungee strap at the top and bottom. Their bungee strap would be fully stretched on.