A handful of guys in their twenties noticed my dangling tits immediately – of course they do, they're guys! - grinned, gave me a thumb up, and remin...ed me of my absent bra. Anyway, I smiled too and felt like a scout, a good deed every day.I sat down, sipped the coffee, checked the shopping list when a woman in her mid-twenties took a seat next to me - I had expected a guy, but they left. Distantly I knew her but couldn't place her. She smiled all over her face, gazed bluntly at my tits, and. We all squirmed, moaned and gasp for breath. .....What a feeling…oh my god…I had hit a new peak in my sex life. We all kept fucking and letting the cum flow. It was the longest climax ever for me. They keep shooting their cum and pushed it in me deep. I’d never heard males moan like that. Brad kept feeling my tits and slow fucking me. Ted just keep shooting in me as he got weak with the last shot. Both their bodies were hot and mine too. I loved running my hands over their two bodies, just to. I arched my back as I rode him, the feel of his hands on my breasts adding to the fire in my belly. My thighs began to burn with exertion, sweat trickling down my spine and between my breasts. My juices coated his cock, I could feel them slipping down and wetting my thighs where I bracketed his hips. I rode him hard, heavy thrusts spearing me onto his cock with each downward stroke. And through it all, I eat at him, absorbing his energy, just like—if not as efficiently as—my father had done to. Big mushroom head, veiny. Balls are full. He tells me, "you're gonna suck on it for awhile until I bend you over and fuck you." He explained how his girlfriend didn't like sucking his dick, as she was a "Christian" and didn't do certain things. So I did as I was told and sucked on his cock. He loved making me gag on it. He's five inches, but he really was as thick as a beer can, which made it hard to get my mouth fully around his cock, but my momma didn't raise no quitters, so I did my faggot.