He beat her with a belt. Still she remembered she wished he would have fucked her instead. Now she’s sixty three and tied In a garage getting plowed...over and over by men she can’t see. She starts to remember a white work van. The man she was on the date with took her to the back to fuck, I remember now she thinks to herself. He asked me out standing next to his van. Someone grabbed her limp 5” cock. He’s holding tight. Omg his cock is so big! Fuck ! She cry’s out as he plunges it balls deep.. Funny, though, that looked like writing on its side. Yep, something scrawled on the skin in blue ballpoint ink."This IS your own cock, Roochie boy. You KNOW what to do with it."Roochie was his baby name. No one had called him that for, gosh, at least a couple of decades. WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON HERE?Well, he did know what he could do with that hanging hard cock, an apparent exact duplicate of his own cock. Dream or not, he needed it inside him. He hungered for it. His ass hungered for it. He. "Well you 2 had your pussy filled with his cock earlier today I think it should be me." Mickie looks at Heather. "Wow strong argument off the back. I say yes Trish should go since well you get to wake him up every morning." Heather laughs. "Alright Trish you can wake him. If Steve comes in we will chat and entertain him." Trish then notices it's time and gets up and makes her way to my and Heather room. Trish opens the door slowly and sees how I am laying on the bed. I am laying on my back,. After a few days of thinking about it I called him and said yeah let's do it he said wow awesome that he'll call his buddies and set it up for next Saturday night. The next day I went out and bought a hot little mini skirt, pink fishnet stockings, pink thong, bra and a reddish maroon wig. Saturday arrived I got all dolled up and I must say I looked fucking hot as a woman I drove to Ken's house when I got there his friends were already there and he had the camera all set up in the living room he.