During our fuck sessions, I had told Dave about my fantasies regarding my gay side and he detailed them on his blog (with my permission of course). On... of my fantasies is bondage, I haven’t had any experience with it at all. Dave and I were talking about it at the pool on Monday so it must have been current on his brain when I texted him on Tuesday saying that I got off work early and was coming over to fool around.A little preamble here, Dave’s house is right on the beach. That sounds fancy. I came again.Heather said, “Rose, let’s get on our knees at the corners of her blanket and suck cocks to get the guys all ready to come.”And so it began. Guys would get their cocks sucked, then stand naked over me, jerking their big, hard cocks furiously. I got to look up and watch as their balls tightened and their fists adjusted stroking speed as their orgasms approached. Then, I saw their muscles tense up, and I got to relish the view as cock after cock prepared to unload its precious. "She gave me a long confident kiss that devastated my senses. I rolled my hips in a circle."Yes," she sobbed with joy. "Oh my."A pent-up yearning and ache focused my thoughts, when she cried out. I groaned inwardly, increasing the speed of my thrusts. We moved together as one, greedily reaching our conclusion. I felt Merritt still pulsing around my explosion, expending her bottled up passion in long spasms of satisfaction. Her velvet glove milked me, wanting everything I had. Her hands clawed. Then she started working on the stallion's prick. She massaged his massive balls and fingered the swollen prick-knob. Then she took the fat stalk in both hands, holding the horse-cock like a battering ram, and began to stroke it up and down. Although that prick had been big before, now that she was caressing it, the cock grew to gigantic proportions. Her small hands could not span the great breadth of the cockshaft and her fingers did not meet, but she was doing the job very nicely,.