The thought of watching guys masturbate, and then having judges measure the distance that their cum flew, sounded like a real trip.One thing about Vic... he is a trusting guy. He had no problem when I said I was going out with Rita. Of course, I didn't tell him where I was going. I dressed in a sexy outfit that complemented my figure and, just in case something came up, was easily removed. Single ladies are admitted free on Wednesdays so entry was no problem. We strolled around the club and. New house, new roommate, more serious study...and I've replaced that old boyfriend, with my new neighbors: a MAN-friend and his amazing, brilliant and hot wife. We three just clicked the moment we met the day I moved in; though the food, the music and wine helped in their awesome, renovated Southern home, when they invited me for a "sleep-over", as my electricity hadn't been turned on yet.That first night in their bed was like a fantasy, that I'd never imagined, come true. Their intensity grew. I feel your hot breath on my wet skin right before your tongue slides over my clit. I gasp and moan softly. Your fingers slide into my wet hole and start moving in and out, in and out, in and out as you continue licking my flesh. You suck on my clit and within seconds, my body reacts and coats your tongue and fingers with my love juice, which you hungrily lick up with your tongue. You slide a finger into my anus after having it in my vagina and start to fuck my ass with your finger as you. "Isn't this great? I have my own place. No one can tell me to pick up my socks, no one can tell me what to wear, and no one can dirty it up and expect me to clean it. No one except me." It sounds like a dream come true." You're a man. You wouldn't understand." I'm a man who has lived alone in my own space with no one to tell me when to come or go for the past fifteen years," I said."Okay. Maybe you would understand. But you are still a man." I poured the champagne and handed her a glass."So are.