Its always nice to know that you can still turn a mans head. I walked down to the Oceanside pier and out to the end where I dined on a greasy hamburge..., fries and a glass of white wine. Around one o'clock I was headed back towards my cabana when I spotted a small restaurant that was on the boardwalk but nestled up against the cliffs and featured a small outdoor bar. Intrigued and feeling very much alone, I walked over and took a stool and ordered another white wine and just sat there enjoying. If I get eye contact I almost buckle at the knees, my heart races and I feel that I have a sign on my head “I want you, I am lusting after you”.This day was no different. I’d had drink at the bar and was heading back to my hotel room and in he walks. He was rubbing his neck, so his bicep had curled and shown his beautiful physique and latts through his shirt. He had a tight ass, rounded and muscular. I must have been staring, maybe drooling and he smiled at me, the light twinkling in his brown. Sure, she had talent, more than anyone in her class at high school. But in San Francisco, where so many aspiring artists come to study and paint, she was just one of many talented young people, and certainly not the best, she had to admit to herself. Some of her classmates were intimidatingly gifted, others, appallingly ordinary. There was a lot of hanky panky going on, too. And she found that the females who put out for their instructors got the best grades and the most "assistance." Well, she. .. this is where i started to get very drunk and started begging the men to fuck every slutty hole i had and all at once! my three fuck holes where filled at once with all kinds of cock! i could notice how please the men where with me and looked and saw how proud my dad was with me! i started begging for cum! at that point i wanted to feel the rush of it in all three holes! the three men almost one after another filled my ass... my cunt and my mouth with their load of cum! i asked where the.