She lost a bit of concentration and her fingers slowed down a bit.The next six were on the sides of her bottom with an even coverage. This was more pl...asurable, very warm but not to sore.The next twelve were a different matter though, after rubbing his now pre cum dripping cock along her ass crack he used his left hand to pull up her right buttock to get to the tender part just above the thighs, six hard ones ending near but not on her perineum and the same on her left buttock.By this time. He was close to cumming and was not about to stop. “I said what the fuck is going on here,” Marie shrieked. “Shut the fuck up, and sit down, and wait your turn,” bellowed Sonny. And she did. Sonny was a big man with a huge cock and bisexual like me, and he was going to blow his load soon. And then he did. I was getting another huge load, there seemed to be no end to his ability to cum. Sonny pulled his big cock from my mouth as cum ran down both corners. I swallowed as much as I could, but cum. Connie started with a gin and tonic, followed by Brenda who opted for a screwdriver, Antoinette ordered rum and coke and finally Karen completed the cycle with rye and ginger ale. By the time the cycle was completed the girls were in good humor and completely satisfied with their companionship. The conversation was most fascinating as each girl’s recital was intriguing. Antoinette and Karen were spellbound by both of Connie’s and Brenda’s stories. The fact that Connie within a year had fucked. Over the years, this form of porn has developed quite a cult following, and I wanted to know more about it.I found myself in a small Japanese tavern, for lack of a better word, scribbling down notes and drinking too much sake. From out of nowhere, an old man approached me, and said that he had heard that I was looking for the origins of futanari. He sat down next to me, and looked me in the eye and said "I don't think it is futanari that you are looking for. It is, I believe, what lies.