He explodes in my mouth, withdrawing in mid-squirt, sending splatters of semen on my face and shoulders. He milks himself on my breasts. Then I'm haul...ed to my feet. The auctioneer shouts to the audience..."Alright gents, who else wants a crack at her?"Four other men raise their hands.”Okay, Ty, she's all yours. How you want 'er?”Ty is a huge muscled black man. He steps up to me, and peels off his shorts, revealing a long huge erection, curving upwards. He looks at the man who'd just sodomized. So I knew that Chris’s appraisal of my appearance was very likely leading him to think of me with admiration. That idea pleased and excited me.As Al and Chris went about their task, I wandered to my computer and sat down. I had work to do, but my mind was in a whirl. I’d always thought that the size of a man’s dick was a minor matter, that foreplay and other aspects of technique were more important than size. I’d married young, had had only four lovers before my husband, and had never had. You’ll have to decide about the hose.”She rose and came to me. I was amazed by the smoothness of her skin as she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled my tee over my head. Then she knelt to remove my shoes and socks. My pants fell to my feet and when my boxers fell she could see my monster cock for the first time. Okay, it’s no monster, but it must be at least six and a half inches long and fairly thick. She smiled when she saw it. “Even better than I thought,” she whispered. “Let’s try out. "She wants to," Howard said, draining his glass.Sammy turned toward the house and while he was gone, Howard poured himself another generous helping from the bottle. "Take your clothes off, but don't jump in until he comes back," he instructed his wife."I'm not sure that's what he wants," Sara said, but her husband disagreed and she reluctantly complied. She was stepping out of her panties when Sammy came outside, carrying an armful of towels.Howard looked at Sammy, then at his naked wife and.