I could smell the salt in the air, and hear the sounds of the surf.Not much further ahead I found the location that Heather had specified. I pulled up...on the side street, and let the GPS settle down – it needed to reacquire all the satellites that were visible in the southern hemisphere, so while I was waiting, I looked around for potential cache sites. About 30 metres across the grass I could see a tree – two trees, in fact, both suitable for hiding a small cache in their branches.With the GPS. From the very first feelings I had about my sexuality I realised I had a strange fetish toward older men, the fatter, the hairier the sweatier the better, well within reason but I understood this fetish very well so much so that I avoided almost all contact with people my own age or younger than me in any sexual manner it was something that didn't turn me on at all and was definitely out of my comfort zone unless I was extremely desperate, so this particular day was a Saturday morning and I was. ..' more laughter from the guys that was in the room. As I was gagging and vomiting the tears of anger, shame and humiliation streaked down my cum caked face. A voice said '... that pussy should be lose as hell now and well lubed. Shyt just about all of us has cum in that hole...' more laughter. Between the convulsions of my stomach and uncontrolled quivering of my body I tried to plead to be released. Fingers gripped my buttocks and spread them apart causing an obscene sound of air to escape. I even fantasized about being on all fours, Tommy entering me doggy style while I went down on Jennifer’s sloppy slit seconds after he had already made her cum. I told him, “You are really great at giving oral. I can’t get enough of your tongue on me and in me, but it especially cranks me up when you suck my button in and out of your mouth. Is that how you do it to her? Does she taste better than me? Do you ever think about me when you are going down on her? I think about you going down on.