I wasn’t so sure all the participants should be men. Wouldn’t mind having a woman or two involved. So I did it. I set out to fulfill my life long ...exual fantasy. It still makes me wet just thinking about it.My first mission was to gather my “men”. For my fantasy I would need eight men or women to make me feel good. I opted out using any friends or acquaintances, as I didn’t want to be familiar with anyone - anonymity was essential. So as I continued my normal social routines, I kept an eye open. Her head was thrown backward, her mouth moaning loudly, gasping for breath. In a frenzy of movements, she impaled herself completely on my cock rubbing her pubic mound against mine, and held still for a moment, before continuing the rocking and grinding against me."I'm going to cum Erica," as I began thrusting upwards; driving my cock deeper and deeper, and felt the familiar tingling of my crotch signaling my release was coming soon."Ooh, cum in my mouth," she exclaimed as she pulled herself. The figure leaned back toward the left of the paper, just her chin showing below the upper left corner of the sheet. Her throat extended as her head was thrown back, arching into the line of her breasts. The feeling was right, but I realized what the problem was as I looked at it. I was drawing shadows against a white background. I needed to draw the light. The sudden burst of imagery that I saw behind my eyes as we exploded together.On a large sheet of Bristol, I laid in a full-sheet. He undone her hair, shaking it up a bit and then moved her infront of the mirror. She felt a bit overexposed, but looked at him“Well, what do you think?” she asked him“Its not perfect, but it will do until we find something!” he said grabbing his jacketThey walked to the car, Shazia nervous as she walked fast hoping no one saw her, they started the car and started to drive. She had no idea where they were going, it was already 9am but the more they drove the better and more relaxed she felt.