LeMaun fondled the broad, tubby buttocks. He placed a hand on each cheek and jiggled them. He spat in the crack and massaged it into the clenched brow... hole. He licked and munched for a bit.Then, LeMaun stood up and walked away. He retrieved a ping-pong paddle from the nightstand. He swatted the globular derriere. Rontay’s gelatinous ass throbbed and wriggled. “Owwwwww,” he screamed at the top of his lungs. He felt a few more stings from the object. He yelled everytime.LeMaun tossed the racket. I talk about how I wish I could suck a cock without knowing who’s cock it is and how I would take their soft cock into my mouth, get it hard and suck them until they empty their hot load down my throat. And, all the while she’s filming me, taking command of the situation telling me to suck their cocks and swallow all of their cum. Or, maybe let them squirt all over my face and clothes and then make walk out of the theater like the cum slut I am. Or want to be.One weekend recently we were. Iwas petrified beyond belief! Here I was walking through a department store,looking like the beautiful lead vocalist of an all-female rock band, and Iwas a man! I could feel the hair swing behind me as I walked, and could tastethe lipstick. I think she also sprayed some perfume on me, but wasn't sure. Icould smell it though.As I was walking through the rest of the cosmetics area, a woman in front ofme dropped a bottle of something. She wasn't aware she had dropped it so Ibent down and picked it. I lean my head back onto his shoulder, letting go with the orgasmic sensations running through me from head to foot. I feel everything, sense everything; I crave more, I want more. He kisses my neck, running his lips up to my ear, his warm breath on my skin, causing me to shake with my impending orgasmic explosion. I cannot stop shaking from the feelings going through me, as his fingers continue the pleasure with pinching, then flicking my nipples, as both hands are now working together; they.