With these I could really indulge, my left hand stroking and squeezing, my right on the computer mouse, clicking, scrolling for my favourite cumshots,... repeating them, pausing for that perfect shot of a cum splattered face eagerly wanting more. This was always my favourite. A thick rope of cum on her face, the desperate look on her face wanting more, wanting it all. Once I had found this perfect shot I would pump my cock harder, tighter until I was at the PONR and inevitably shoot hard...But. She told me about a group of guys she knew that specialized in anal gang bangs and that they were really gentle and took things slow with anal newbies and she said that I would enjoy it very much and I would get hooked on having men pound my tight ass. I told her to set it up and asked if she would go with me to lend support. She agreed and she set the party up for Saturday night at her place.When I arrived, there were about 15 or 20 guys there, already naked and I saw her sitting on the sofa. Burns and his T-shirt and embroidery company."We walked the two blocks to a large modern building that was obviously two floors. Once inside the door we were greeted by a receptionist who made a call. An older couple came out to the lobby. Tiny made the introductions, "Mr. and Mrs. Burns, this is Steve Sharp, Steve, the Burns."After the handshakes, Mr. Burns said to call him Sid. Mrs. Burns said for us to call her Hildie. They took us on a tour of the building. The place was clean, but stark.. ”“Fifteen or sixteen?”“Sixteen as of three weeks ago!” Cecily exclaimed.Which made her ‘legal’ in Ohio, something I needed to be even more cognizant of given the trouble I’d encountered with Vickie’s dad on my previous trip. Thinking of that made me wonder if I’d run into Deputy Nelson. I was sure I would, given the crazy turns my life seemed to take with regard to women.“Do you have your ticket to freedom?” I asked.“Ticket to freedom?”“He means a driver’s license,” Vickie said with a soft.