One Friday just as I was closing up I heard some asshole blowing the horn I guess the beer would have to wait that night I walked out and seen the Tex...s plates and cowboy hat from behind just as the prick blew the horn againto which I yelled I am fucking comingwhen the door opened up a gorgeous leg started to unfold from the drivers side.My mouth must have been hanging open cause standing in front of me was a drop dead gorgeous blonde in a mini skirt thatjust covered the tops of her stockings. "Gay!" I said. "I'm not really gay." I know that. Neither am I." His matter-of-factness was remarkable. "All of us know what we like to do when we're watching sex films, now don't we? That's all I'm doing. Why don't you join me? You've got that whole bed."His logic was unarguable. I remembered masturbating with other boys, way back in junior high. I thought "what the hell, we'll never see each other again. We don't even know each other's last names." And I again thought about that giant penis,. " I realize, Patty, that the next guy might be a bit of a let-down. But the point is – there will be a next guy. The sooner the better. And then another and another. You should just enjoy the fucking. Take each cocking for what its worth. Some guys put the prick to you better than others, sure. Don't you think the guys say the same kind of things about us? Does Patty shake her cunt better than Tiffany? Things like that. My tits are bigger than yours. So what? You've got nicer hair and I'd kill. I could raise my upper body so that my head was about six inches off the bed. My legs could move only a few inches in any direction.My dream lover approached the bed, naked and aroused. The bindings felt real, but I knew it had to be a dream because cocks that size only appear in photoshopped internet porn. It was dark purple, heavily veined and so erect it pressed against his carved abdomen. He smiled like a scimitar at me.“Lily. You have a beautiful name,” he said. I was unable to speak and.