“Some of the things I think ... well, I definitely wouldn’t want them to get out.”“See? It’s just like...” I took a risk, but decided it w...s okay. “Well, if you weren’t here, I would most likely be sitting here without pants, and maybe without this shirt. I don’t see a reason to wear clothes except for comfort, and, unfortunately, in public.”A pause and a couple of sips. “So you’re a nudist?”“Well, at home anyway. Janet doesn’t care, but she wears clothes most of the time. I never had the drive. .please go slow...you're busting my butt...' Brad just grunted and continued to grind his penis into my aching bung hole. Brad rode me for an hour and a half before he finally shot his load of man spunk into my butt. Brad was laying on my back breathing deeply as the door bell rung, Brad pulled his semi rigid penis from my bung and slapped my buttocks saying 'don't move, they want that pussy sloppy band ready to be fucked. Four guys between thirty and fifty came into the bedroom and quickly. Go ahead and suck” Dave said smiling. I grabbed the nearest cock and plunged it in my mouth. Feeling the long dick in my mouth while being fucked made me feel soo good that I came. Little droplets of cum came out my dick as the cock in my mouth made me feel so good that I could come. Soon Dave motioned to the people in the room to stop “Ok guys we are done, she is ready for the last stage.” The men looked tired “This slut is crazy.” “She is a fucking whore woooow” they said. As I stood up one. “It’s just… You remind me of Karen… I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad…” I could tell Denise was hurt and disappointed by what I had just said but she seemed to pity an old crying man like me. She smiled softly and took me in her arms as if she was sheltering me. She kissed me on the forehead and rubbed my back. “It’s alright Markie. The moment’s passed” she whispered. “Just let go.” After a few moments I had backed up again. She smiled at me. “I think I’ll go to bed now” I said giving my.