. As you know, this all started because of my fascination with women'sbasketball. No way did I ever dream I'd ever be sitting courtside in askirt. Lin...a's team won the game but I never paid attention. The butt plug neverleft my mind, being rammed up in me from sitting. I also had to keep mymind on having my knees together so no one across the court could see Iwas wearing plastic pants. Of course, I wasn't alone. Strangers sat all around me and I could hearthe whispers and see the glances. If. I worked my way down as she released her breasts from their confinement. They were magnificent! Large, firm globes with nice pink areolas and a tan line that let me know her bikini was of the string variety. I sucked and nuzzled her as my trousers became increasingly tighter and the smell from her panties more and more inviting. I slowly worked my way down her torso, past her navel to the top of her panties. I could see a neatly shaved patch of dark hair and the outline of her. The night was a blur.When I woke up I had three guys laying on me, and one was still riding me hard. I wasn't going to complain I had three or four orgasms. All the guys had lots of tattoos. It was a little later that several other girls came out who were sleeping in the bed room. They had tattoos also, lots of them. when they undressed they had eight or ten tattoos and lots of piercing. Right away the drinking started and off went the day in a blur. After several days I noticed that the guys. I said,"Good morning dear, come have coffee with me."He smiled and followed me down to the kitchen. I knew his eyes would be on my tight ass. I was glad I had chosen these tight shorts. When he was seated at the kitchen table I poured him a large mug of coffee and one for me. His eyes kept going to my breasts as I bent over giving him a view of them in the sheer little bra. As I walked around the kitchen he watched as my breasts swayed and bounced. I was wondering, Would he get hard looking at.