I only have sex once a year, on Thanksgiving Day, and always with some drunken smelly guy who probably won't even remember who he had sex with by morn...ng. He might not even realize that he had sex at all. But I would know, and I always made sure that they orgasmed and I always rubbed their spunk all over my tits and lick it from my fingers.Self loathing that may be, but it gets me through the coming 12 months until I pluck up the courage to choose another homeless man for my pleasure.This. The bogs downstairs were occupied, so he wandered upstairs to where he had a vague recollection there was another set. Luckily these ones were free, so he stood and emptied his bladder while wondering how long he dared leave it before suggesting to Arabella that it was time to go home.His mind elsewhere, he took a wrong turn out of the toilet and found himself in a part of the building he didn’t recognise. Turning round to retrace his steps, he was suddenly distracted by a giggle, and a muffled. When she had all his shaft, his cock squirted instantly. Helen hugged him then pushed him away saying “I love you Kirby, now lets eat”! They sat under a shade tree on a blanket eating. Kirby was eating and looking between her raised knees at her bare cunt. Helen said, “Kirby, honey, eat and stop looking at my pussy”. He snickered as she told him that he had just cum inside it and he couldn't be thinking anything about it. Ron said, “wanna bet”! They finished eating and Helen sent Ron to go sit. Meanwhile my dick split your pussy lips. Your head thrown back, you present your nipples to my now sucking mouth as you feel my hard prick at the entrance of your now wanton cunt. Continuing to ravish your nipples, I enjoy the feeling as the black head of my dick opens the flowering hole of your cunt. You moan softly as the head of my shaft passes through your entrance. Feeling a little spasm as your sex floods with your lubricating juices has you aroused. I release your engorged 36 DD breasts.