Your tastes started off fairly tame, the usual blonde big breasted cheerleaders and sultry redhead stepmoms. You never thought of yourself as gay or e...en bi-sexual. You didn't notice at first, but you always tended to watch porn with women being fucked in the ass by huge thick cocks. Something about the look of fullness, of lustful satisfaction on their faces while their assholes were being violated just spoke to you. After a while, you became curious. You wanted to know what if felt like. In. ”“You can’t be serious.” Ken replied immediately. Lauren said nothing.“I am serious.” Steve replied, a voice of steel. He didn’t mind admitting, he was a complete voyeur, and having power over these dumbos gave him an opportunity he couldn’t pass up. “It’s not like - even if… the mood’s gone now.” Ken continued to protest.“Let’s ask Lauren. Lauren, is the mood gone? Do you still want to kiss Ken?” Steve asked. “Especially if it means you two are off the hook? After all, I thought you were into. Where Tory was a petite, small-chested, cute red head, Sara was tall, raven haired, amply endowed, and knock-down gorgeous. I could only stare, totally speechless. Finally, I croaked, “Why are you doing this?”“You’ve been so good to me. I just thought you might like a special treat. You like?”“Like? I love it! So, what. Exactly go you have in mind for me?”“You’ll see soon enough! Why don’t you get comfy?” she replied, pushing me down onto my sofa.Sara, walked up to me, her thong at eye level.. Standing silently behind his grizzled beard, this long drink of water waited for our order. Watching Carol's breasts as she flapped the tank top for some air, he was in no hurry. When we ordered a couple hamburgers and beers, he just nodded and disappeared behind a curtained door at the end of the bar.While Carol and I waited for the food, we sipped our beers and I looked around. Between us and the pool tables at the other end were four or five tables and a scattering of old fashioned bent wood.