The same with vaginas. After an hour or so, whether a groin was covered with hair or I could see the folds of the labia did not command my undivided ...nterest. If there had been just one woman, a peek at her privates normally would have set me aflame. Instead, I picked up a magazine and began reading. I was lying on a chaise lounge when an attractive young woman approached me. “Hi. I think you’re new here. My name is Carolyn.”She was about 5’4” tall, with long brunette hair. A beautiful. She'd also tied her shirt up so it looked like some weird cropped top that stopped just beneath her breasts. She'd also stuffed the shirt to make her breasts appear larger. She bounced towards me with her arms extended and hugged me desperately.Two orderlies came into the room and separated us."Tell them who I am," she said. Her eyes appeared maniacal and she kept looking around the room."Who should I tell them you are Dana?" I asked. I felt a minor empathic connection to her."I'm Alex" she. For my trouble, icky hands frequently cleansed themselves in my hair, and as a final thanks, slaps got tapped on my cheeks.After eight cocks had unloaded in my mouth, I was given a reprieve. By now, all I could taste, and smell, was jizz. I also noticed that the five other guys who hadn’t participated in the large cell remained seated. Of the five, two looked disgusted and would never participate, the other three, however, eventually did go-with-the-flow the following day.After supper, if you. Perfect! So while my husband was looking through the bins of used clothing, I stripped nude in one of the changing rooms. I saw many other guys in the store eyeing me as I shopped, and now some of them were casually walking a direct course past my changing room! I couldn't help but make sure that the curtain was slightly open for them to see in! It was glorious! I kept my back to the curtain and bent over with my legs spread a little for my fan club, until my husband came over and swished.