I had on a blazer and dress pants which was about three cuts better than the way everyone else was attired. I immediately became "Dude" to everyone. P...lly was laughing later about the name. "The Zeke is gone. From now on you're Dude and there is no way it can be changed."I crawled into the bunk as far over on the far side as I could. I found out it was pretty tight when Polly crawled in beside me. I stayed as far away from her as I could, but we still touched. All day handling the rig I assumed. He had re-established my faith in men, made me feel feminine again and not some sort of sex object. The party, the days afterwards, Sunday and everything that had happened since then had, sort of, given me a new feeling about myself. Confident, assured, and sexy. So I was really looking forward, although with some apprehension, to what he was going to do tonight. All this was going through my mind as I got dressed. Pulling the blue stockings on made me feel even sexier. The feel of the silk. The salty discharge went right into his left eye and some of it even went up his nose. It was disgusting. They spent a good thirty minutes skull fucking him and they documented every bit of it for posterity on camera. Then Willie had himself another idea.Willie: “Yo dis motherfucker still got dat little hard on. I think we should give him some dick in the ass too!”Arnie: “I bet dat’s just what dis motherfucker wants. Ain’t dat right white boy? You hankerin’ for some black nut in yo ass? Yeah. Sritoma seemed to like it. Then everyone came to the dining table to have lunch.They discussed Sritoma’s session with the delivery guy. How they all got horny and started their own session watching her. After lunch, everyone relaxed and just chatted till evening.Sritoma mentioned she will have to leave. Before she left, there was one more session, especially for Sritoma, where Suraj, Manish, and Sunny had a foursome with her. They didn’t leave any holes empty and fucked her for almost 40.