The house went quiet at around 9 p.m. and I let my imagination get the best of me. I stroked my throbbing cock for what seemed a majority of the night...before finally releasing a low groan and a stream of jizz.Hmm...doubtful I’ll ever relive that situation in my life. My phone loudly pinged and brought me back to reality.“Um, duh! What time you dork?”“1 p.m...Don’t be late though. I can’t afford to miss our lunch date. Are you coming to my grandfather’s funeral?”Strangely, I had tingles through. He said "yea it's a big ole dick huh?" I said "hell yea and you got hair too!" Dan started to stroke his cock and he looked at me and said, "you want to touch it?" "No", I said. "Come on, feel how soft the hair is". I reached over and felt the soft hair then he slapped his cock against my hand making me jump a bit. His cock was completely hard probably 6" or a little bigger. He looked at me and said, "go ahead, touch it". I reached over and touched the head, it was soft but yet firm. I slowly. " I screamed out. I wanted his beautiful cock so much, I wanted him to fuck me and show this crowd what a real slut bitch dog I was.The crowd began to chatter and voice their enthusiasm. I heard men shouting out."Yes, Yes, FUCK HER, FUCK HER."He began his strong humnping movements and I automatically began thrusting my hips back to meet him, murmuring encouragement to him to really fuck me hard and fast and deeper and deeper. I could feel him responding to my words and to the excitement of the. When they were done and the jar was replaced, they took up their positions in front of me in a half circle. Four huge cocks hanging at 45 degrees. I kept to the same procedure that had been so successful on other occasions. I knelt before the first one and kissed the head, licked it and licked down the length. Then moved to the next and repeated: kiss and lick the head, lick the full length. To the next and the next. Still on my knees I saw Danna still dressed and watching. I said, “Danna, take.