Wondered just how many men showed up?I went to the jar and counted all the money....there was $2000 in the jar....holy shit...over 20 men had fucked h...r and many of them twice....she was truly a whore.....with that I got aroused thinking of what a fucked up cunt she is...so I fucked her cunt, but this I reached down and shoved all 4 of my fingers up her ass....so I could feel my cock fucking her from the inside...as my cock penetrated her my cock head could feel my finger tips...I shot my. Ass...please.”Wow....this fat old hag wants my thick cock up her asshole. What an absolute whore she is! I spread her ass cheeks apart and lean in, spitting deep inside her dark filthy hole. I spit a few times up her arse. I grab my rod and push it up against her dirty sphincter. I grab onto Olga’s fat ass as I push inch by inch up her shitter. Her asshole is pretty tight. Olga just laughs out loud as she takes my dick up my ass. She’s enjoying every second of it! Once my cock is stuffed. For awhile, Helen was able to play Catholic Roulette, timing her cycle so that she avoided sex when she was fertile. Or rather, she avoided letting her boyfriends in her pussy at those times. She quickly learned how to a good blow job. But when she started going with Owen Evans during her senior year at school, that changed. Owen was considered quite a catch. His father was on the town council, and was rumored to have higher political aspirations, and his mother came from one of the town's. Pulling me unsteadily to my feet, my gallant gave me a last kiss and refastened my dress top before refreshed my drink and escorting me back to the booth. I didn't realize until Trixie mentioned it with a giggle, that Dave's copious discharge was still wet on my neck and breasts, with my dress was now wet and stained, and according to the bubblehead, partially also now see-through - to the delight of passersby. I discretely cleaned myself the best I could, but at the moment I could do nothing.