She had a dark tan with large genitals and large soft breasts.At the time I thought I had to be crazy to think of buying it but I was too horny not to... I took the products over to the sales counter. Clara suggested some lubricant for the items and the doll.She put plenty of what she had recommended in the bag. She smiled at me and she handed me the bag and asked if she could take the bag to my car so I could escort my partner. It would have been rude not to let Clara help. I opened the door. .and as I'd finally withdrawn my cock, the excess had ran down the crack of her slightly plump ass and onto the sheets beneath her. 'Oh MY GOD!' Steve had said, coming up close to the bed to witness Cindy's over-full pussy. 'What a load! Holy shit!!' I'd found his---admiration? his appreciation? pleasing to my ego, and as I rolled over next to his wife, my glistening wet cock, still mainly erect, became the focus of both Cindy, as well as Steve. 'Now that,' Steve had said, without prompting,. He would not talk but yell and belittle. He would more often than not crawl his vile body onto hers, finish his deed and then roll over and snore so loudly it gave her a headache. He did not even bother to clean himself off causing there to be a crusty layer of his secretions on the sheets in the morning. This disgusted her. She felt cheap and used. She never let him see her cry as she washed the sheets the next morning. He would come home and be gone again. This repeated for what felt like an. Other stories I saw were about gloryholes in public places. I would have loved to come upon a gloryhole with a big anonymous dick sticking through, waiting for some attention. Whenever I was in a public bathroom I curiously checked the stalls for a gloryhole, but never found one. The stories I read seemed unrealistic, and I couldn't imagine stuff like that actually happened in real life. The ideal situation I thought of was finding a well hung stranger in some isolated place, where I ended up.