The only thing left was the arrival of the important guests. All together, there were twelve men who agreed to come fulfill Holly’s fantasy. First t... arrive was Rob. He was a muscular athletic guy she had met at the bar a few months back and he had been in pretty heavy booty call rotation the last few weeks. The two shared a couple of drinks and discussed the plan for the night. Next were three of the guys from work; Damien, a tall muscular black man; Alex, a bulky Hispanic guy she had fucked. My cock was oozing precum sniffing up her crotch string, as I breathed in right where her vagina rested an entire day. When I made my way to where her thong was wedged directly between her ass cheeks on that butthole, I got the pleasant smell of vagina sweat mixed with the Mexican food with extra beans we ate the previous night. I inhaled my aunt’s musk string and masturbated like a madman for five minutes straight before I realized that she probably wouldn’t be out long. I got my cum sock. Squeezing him tightly with her fingers. Pressing her fingernails into his tender man-flesh until he cried out in pain and joy. Her tresses seemed to wrap themselves around him as well, touching and stroking and nuzzling his body. Feeling his nudity and dimpling his flesh, pressing into it then lashing it like tiny whips. It was thrilling and completely bizarre. Beyond comprehension, but it did not seem to matter. It was the kind of animal eroticism that had always been lacking in his life. He. " And the other reason or reasons?" I asked.He was a nice-looking guy, not he-man muscular or anything, but I'm not attracted to that anyway."Well, my fiance and I were having sex a lot, I guess that figures, right, and, well, frankly, I'm pretty horny." That's something I like to hear, Ryan. It's a bit funny that here I am with Brian and Ryan, and, especially with what we're talking about? Any other reasons?" One other. The woman I first had sex with, well, I was thirteen, she lived next door..