At this point something was put under my nose. The aroma was very strong but it had the effect of calming my quivering legs and my shakes. I was grate...ul. Then another aroma and my head started buzzing before strange feelings started. I could still feel my ass being pounded but it no longer hurt. It was sheer pleasure.At this point through the haze, I realised there were 3 different guys behind me taking turns slamming their meat in me. But how? As Dave and the other guy were still alternating. My new role in life is togive pleasure and take care of any man or woman who is introduced to mehere in my new home. I couldn't be happier. But alas, I wasn't always this way. I used to be an overweight, beerguzzling man in his late 20's who treated women like shit and used themonly for his own pleasure. I was out of shape, and sick of my job at thesteel mill. My life was going nowhere until that fateful day in June. Nowhow in the world could this happen. Sit back as I relive the last year. Three really buff guys came around the side of the house each with a small keg on their shoulders, they too went to down to the fire. I turned to take a look at the house. Blue it was! A bright pale blue that even in the night and flicker of the bon fire it couldn’t be missed. It had gable roofs and a wrap around porch. Much like a Queen Anne Victorian, but with an island twist to it. I followed the porch around the side and stopped every now again to let small groups of people pass by me. I. After all, a woman needs to maintain her feminine mystique. But he wanted more. He wanted a few more minutes of that tight little pussy gripping his fat cock until he came all over her again, and he was sure she wanted it as well. She approached him. ‘Would you hook me up?’ she asked, turning around to present the unhooked clasps of her bra to him. He took them in his hands, but instead of uniting them, he pulled them further apart, removing her bra, and began groping her juicy breasts,.