You should always have one ofthese handy if you want guys to fuck your ass for good." My face surelywent red as a tomato, but I concentrated in unders...anding hisinstructions. It was basically a plastic bag to be filled with warm waterwith some special salty powder from a small flask, then a long plastictube attached to a corner of the bag to let the water drop, ending on aplastic nozzle that I had to insert on my ass to clean it, using some lubeprovided also in a separate tube.He showed me how. I walked in her room, and she pulled the strap-on out the closet and began to put it on. She is only 4'11", but she is built like the pornstar Pinky, so it made the strap-on look massive on her frame. She asked me if I needed to prep at all. So I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. Damn this is actually going to happen after 6 years of talking about this! I walked out of the bathroom and back to her room. She stood there, tits still poking through her shirt, hair still. I did my best to keep my eyes forward, but to no avail. I glanced over and saw his muscular chest and abs glistening as the sweat dripped down his body. As my eyes moved down past his waist I noticed a huge bulge in his loose-fitting shorts. It stretched more than halfway down his thigh and bobbed up and down as he ran. “Hey there,” he said, looking over and catching me staring. “Um, hi,” I replied, blushing red with embarrassment. “I’m just about done on here. Would you like to take a quick. We’ll leave whenever you say, ok?” “Yea, right,” I said in a rather stern voice. “No really. We promise we’ll behave, won’t we guys. I’ll just die if I don’t get a good look at those beautiful tits,” Zach said almost in a whining voice. “Well….ok,” I said sheepishly. “But you promise, right? No touching, only a looking and you’ll leave whenever I say.” “Sure. We promise,” they all chimed in simultaneously.I knew this was against my better judgment, but the alcohol and all their attention from.