So there I was. On the wordlwide classified ads to see if someone, anyone was nearby. Didn't matter. Girl, guy, group, I just needed to get my rock... off. I guess I was a bit luckier than some in that for me I was open to all.I saw an ad in the "men seeking men" section for a self described "fuck party." It was open to all, but I noticed it was just a couple of blocks away from a highly concentrated area of gay bars. I responded to it. And about a dozen others.The fuck party was the one. .do these things" "He's a wimp" I told herShe quietly giggled as she opened her mouth and took the head of my cock in. She'd got a lovely deep mouth,but as blow jobs go it was an eighteen year old's best endeavour. She'd got a beautiful face and I had spent many a happy hour imagining my big hairycock in the middle of it, and now here it was for real. Extreme horniness and lots of beer meant I would be rock hard for her, but with negligible chance of coming. She had her eyes closed and was. Just the hint of a flick of my tongue, causing your little lady to stand at attention. Another flick of the tongue. Now a full kiss right on your lovely pink and taut clit, so blood-gorged and ready! Now I begin to massage your clit with my tongue, while your vaginal opening is aching.I use a well-lubricated finger and begin to slide slowly and delicately into your now beckoning opening, all the while continuing to nibble and massage your clit. My fingers inside your vagina, searching,. "Ronnie said, "That sounds fun. Besides, There's someone special that I'd like to give a few shotsÉÓ In no time we were deep in a discussion, planning out a series of poses. We used masking tape to hang a dark sheet on the wall in the guest room where Ronnie was staying, and then she sent me out while she changed into some low-rider jeans. When I came in she posed, still in her wife-beater, so I could set up the camera and adjust a couple of things to make the natural light coming in the window.