A few more thrusts and my cock begins to spurt. "Come for me," you shout, "You dirty fucker. You love being fucked, don't you?" Oh God, yes," I reply,..."I love you fucking me."You give a final few thrusts and pull out and I collapse exhausted on to the bed. I watch as you ttake your big strap-on cock and wipe it in the spunk that is pooled on the bed. You carefully wipe the head and shaft through the spunk, I know what is coming next and I roll onto my back.You straddle my chest again and once. Irene was ready at six and we walked to the restaurant which was less than a block from her place. Irene was not very worldly and I think the dinner impressed her. We had a somewhat secluded table in the dimly lit restaurant and I had ordered everything by telephone in advance from the aperitif to the wine and our meals, finishing with first a dessert wine and then a fine cognac. The waiter was polished and I suspect Irene never before had such a dinner in her young life.During the evening I. One guysprayed his cum on my body and then with his hand spread it all overme. I caught his head and asked him to lick all over my body. I wasamazed at the young guys capacity to keep on fucking. Finally at10.00 P.M. I got up and went for a wash. The guys followed me thereand again we had a threesome. They soaped me all over and made mebend over. They soaped my anus and suddenly I felt a searing pain.One guy had his lund in my anus and was pressing it in. I just boreit and finally he was. ‘Enough, Jan. He can’t bother you anymore.’ Meanwhile, back at the ranch, uh, I mean dance floor, things were getting interesting. CeCe and I had passed each other, me going to get Jan away from asshole, her to get the waitress. She was screaming at her to keep her slut hands off her man. The waitress was giving it right back to her, saying if she ever got me I would leave her fat ass in the dust. CeCe wasn’t fat, but she was big and sensitive about it. Amy, Flower, and one of the girls they.