. and maybe eat them out afterward, too. The whole concept is too ... stimulating to forget!” Larissa asked me excitedly.“So ... Rain and I, at th... combined hen party, because a bachelorette party really fits both of you rather than a stag for him and a hen for you, in addition to the usual strippers, being essentially used as fuckmeat for the whole time, entertaining both sexes, and then Rain cleaning up both his mess and mine ... you do realize that some of these ladies and gentlemen will be. My hard muscled ass felt warm against the cold marble. I leaned back against the mirror feeling my cum squish against my back form where I had sprayed on it. My chest heaved as I regained my breath. I still held the jockstrap covering my mouth and nose. I breathed it deeply to get my air back, get his scent deep into my lungs. It was the hottest fucking fantasy I'd ever fisted to, ever dreamt of. Watching him take her like I never could was something now burned into my brain. One last breath. You see, my strategy was that these women would love me in the same way the men did, capitalizing on what they loved about their men by loving me as they would a cute child, a clown, or the comic relief that they sorely needed, so that they could join their male counterparts in the joy and amusements of my abuse, their eventual copulations, marriages, jobs, successes, yes I say, successes! And because of what I made of myself for them, they did love me indeed.I was overjoyed by their love,. Brindle was laughing at how I had blown off the bigger limo and still liked the older one. I told Jules, Katie, and Willy, “No more women. We’re at our max.”We had a great time at the Rack playing a lot of matches with people trying to prove themselves. I played a pro who was too cocky to really be good. He was trying shots I didn’t know anyone could make. He was good for two hundred. The guy I had beat at 9-ball challenged me for five Benjamins, but I talked him back to two. He didn’t play any.