Know what I wish I was doing? Camping with the guys. "Why?" you ask? Because I wish everyone of those guys was rubbing his cock over my face, slapping...my pussy, fucking my ass. Damn. I'm seriously so horny, I should not even be writing.I was going to try to write another story for Babble (the site I originally posted this story for). But it's not even worth it. I can't think about a well written piece of fiction. All I can do is think about cocks and pussies. Yes pussies too. I would take. The tips had gone down also. It was his only source of income since his hesitancy to do scenes. It was always his escape, it seemed that a lot of important things had left his life lately. "You don't know what you've got till it's gone." He mused as he rubbed his toned torso absent mindedly. He thought back to the night before with Monroe and Carter. He had enjoyed it more than he thought he would. Fucking Monroe while her husband watched as a huge turn on for him. He pushed down the thoughts. ‘Whoa, Honey! I wouldn’t if I were you. Do you want to sit on a plane for over eight hours with little rest and a sore pussy that’s full of cum?’ She blushed then giggled. ‘OK, Jim. Just wait until I get you to our room in Hawaii.’ We then made our way past numerous well-wishers and escaped to our car and went home. Removing her wedding gown was a slow and careful process. Neither of us wanted to damage such a beautiful dress. ‘Our daughter may want to wear it at her wedding some day.’ Alex. ” Quickly she pushed the pants down and stepped out of them. She put her thumbs inside the waist of her knickers and, with one smooth movement, slipped them off. Sue stood there naked from the waist down. Her smooth shapely legs were slightly parted which allowed the dark triangle of her brown pussy hair and her slightly parted pussy lips to be seen in all their erotic glory. She looked directly into his sparkling brown eyes. “Well, if you are going to screw me, you'd better do it right now.