Category: anal

I’d never had an orgasm during sex and I was f…

I’d never had an orgasm during sex and I was fucking sick of it. I’d tried every position and lots of different guys. The only way I seemed able to cum was with my high-powered vibrator on my clit. I explained this to Joel and like every other guy before him, he was certain that he would crack the code and make me orgasm. I told him not to get his hopes up like every other guy before him had, but I could tell he was doing it anyway. 

“Have you every tried anal?” he asked me. 

“No, but I don’t see how that will help me cum…” I said skeptically. 

“Just trust me,” he said soothingly, but I didn’t trust him. This was going to be like all the other times. 

Joel kissed me deeply and he fingered my pussy and my asshole, trying to get me horny and ready. His kisses were nice and I liked the way his body felt against mine. I knew I wasn’t in love with him, but he had a nice smile and he really was a nice guy. I let him have his way with me, and I let him tease my mouth with his tongue as he worked his fingers in and out of me. 

“Do you have your vibrator?” he asked me. “The one you use to make your clit cum?” 

“Yeah, it’s right here,” I said and I got up to grab it. 

“Okay, lay back for me and turn that on. Put it on your pussy.” I obeyed him and I let him kiss me a bit as the vibrator took my clit closer and closer to an orgasm. It was feeling good to kiss him and feel the vibration on my clit. 

“Okay, I’m going to put my cock in your ass now,” he whispered, grabbing the lube. I tensed up a bit, afraid. I’d never had anal sex and I was pretty sure it was going to hurt. To my surprise, he was able to get his cock into my ass rather easily. My asshole sucked his cock right up inside of itself and I let out a long, low moan. It really did feel good between his cock in my butt and the vibe on my clit. 

“How is this?” he asked and I answered by letting out another moan, and then another. He kept on fucking me and I could tell that I was about to have one hell of an orgasm. He was fucking me harder and faster now and the vibrator was working my clit into a frenzy. That’s when it hit me. There was a wall of pleasure and it was like I smacked myself against it and it knocked me the fuck out. I felt like I could barely breathe as I took his cock deeper and deeper in my ass. 

“Did you just cum?” he asked me. 

“Yes!” I said with excitement. “Don’t stop! Keep going!” I screamed and Joel listened. He held my ass in place and he fucked me harder. And harder. And even harder. My screams became uncontrollable. I held the vibrator to my clit, not wanting my cum to ever end. I had needed this my whole life. I deserved this moment, and so I took it. 

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK YES!” I screamed and Joel looked down at me, a crazed look in his eyes. He knew what he was doing to me, and he looked pleased with himself, so pleased that he lost control. I could see it in his face that he was cumming before he had wanted to. But I smiled at him, happy that he was feeling pleasure too. I watched his face as he came and I turned my vibrator off as he pulled his cock from my ass. 

“So you had an orgasm during sex!” he said with excitement. 

“Well, it wasn’t quite the way I had pictured,” I admitted. “But I’ll take it! Thank you so much Joel!” 

“You are more than welcome. I’d be happy to work on making some more orgasms for you if you want to,” he offered. 

“Yeah? I’m off from work today, so I have some time.” 

“I have time too,” he smiled. “But my dick needs a few minutes. Maybe we should try taking a shower together. Do you have a waterproof vibrator?” he asked. 

“As a matter of fact I do,” I smiled, and I got up to grab it. I had finally found a guy that could work with me! It was the best day of my life! I’d cum during sex!

Kristen wasn’t the kind of girl that let men t…

Kristen wasn’t the kind of girl that let men take advantage of her. She wasn’t the kind of girl that considered herself a slut. She was usually so careful in choosing her partners, but on this occasion she found that things were different. Something about Cole made her lose her sensibilities. 

“Want to go back to my place?” he asked her and she found herself looking up at him with desire. It had been so easy with him at dinner and the way he was kissing her now made her weak in ways she’d only read about before today. Now she was swept away by his kisses, and taken under by his words. 

“I don’t know if I should…” she trailed off, looking to give him the usual excuse. She knew how to ward off men. She’d been doing it for over a decade, since men had first started showing interest. It wasn’t that she was a lesbian or anything. She was just choosy about who she wanted to give herself to. 

“You should, Kristen. You know I think you’re special, right?” he asked, and she hung on the possibility that he was telling the truth. She wanted it to be true. 

“I want to…” she whispered and he covered her mouth with kisses again and then he ushered her into his car, and then into his house. Next thing she knew he had her in the bedroom and he was taking off her clothing in between passionate kisses. 

“You feel so good,” he moaned and she liked the way he seemed full of passion. 

“How do you feel about me?” she asked him, looking up at him hopefully. Maybe he did care. Maybe she could trust him. She wasn’t sure and she waited with her whole heart on the line. She wasn’t the kind of girl who could have sex without having feelings. 

“I love you,” he told her and by the way he was kissing her it seemed like it was true. She let herself believe it as she gave in to herself and allowed herself to accept the full potential of his love. She opened herself up to him completely. 

As soon as she had given herself over to him, he came alive. It was as if he could sense that he had her right where he wanted her. He pushed her face-first onto his bed and she began to protest, but he pushed her face down into the bed so that he couldn’t hear her screams. 

“Stay there. Done’t move!” he commanded her and she waited for him to do something. She heard a couple of clicks and then he was back with her, his cock pushing into her pussy from behind. Kristen screamed as his hard cock used her. She had never been fucked quite so roughly. She had always been careful about the men that she let in. She had been trying to avoid being hurt, but now as he drilled her pussy with all of his strength, she was afraid. 

“Help! Stop!” she screamed, but he didn’t stop. In fact, he hammered her pussy harder and harder with every thrust until he was fucking her so hard that she actually began to cum. She’d never had an orgasm during sex, but now she couldn’t say that anymore. She was excited as she screamed loudly for Cole. 

“You don’t want me to stop, do you? No you, don’t. You need it in the ass!” he screamed to her. 

“NO!” she shrieked. She’d never done anal and this was not the time that she wanted to try it. In fact, she never wanted to try it. He stopped only to grab some lube and spread it all over his cock and on the outside of her asshole. 

“You’re going to love anal,” he told her, and she fought against him, trying to keep him from pushing his cock into her virgin ass. 

“Please. Not now. I don’t like anal!” she screamed. 

“Shut the fuck up, you dumb cunt!” Cole screamed at her and for a moment she was stunned. She couldn’t believe that he was being this way! She had thought he really loved her, but as he held her down and forced his cock into her ass, she knew that he didn’t love her at all. He was just using her. 

“Fuck you! You fucking rapist!” she screamed, but he didn’t listen to her. He held her down and forced her to take his cock. She wiggled and squirmed until she realized that he was deep inside of her ass and that there was nothing that she could do to stop it. Her ass burned almost as hot as her pride. She hated Cole so much! She couldn’t believe that she had trusted him! 

He reached his fingers underneath her and he found her clit and pressed on it as he fucked her ass even harder. Before Kristen knew it she was cumming her ass off. Her orgasm was the biggest she had ever had! And it was happening during sex! Cole had made her cum not once, but twice during sex! This had never happened before, and just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, she came again. Her screams were loud and her body shook violently underneath his until he had unloaded all of his cum deep inside of her ass. 

When he was done he came to a stop inside of her, pausing for a moment to catch his breath. He pulled his cock from her ass and he got up and walked over to a video camera that was perched on a tripod in the corner of the room. Kristen hadn’t noticed it when they’d come in, and she hadn’t noticed when he had turned the cameras on either. Now there was a recording of her and he had control of it. She got up quickly, scrambling to her feet to confront him.

“You recorded this?” she asked angrily. Cole turned to her and smiled. 

“Fuck yeah I did. I can send you a copy if you want one,” he told her. 

“No. I want you to destroy the video,” she said, tears threatening in her eyes. 

“No way. I use these when I jack off. I won’t show it to anyone,” he promised her. “What’s your email? I’ll email you a copy.” She relented and she wrote down her email address. She watched as he pulled up their video on his computer. He labeled it with her name, Cole&Kristen. She looked at the other videos in the folder. All of them had thumbnails of Cole fucking some other girl. 

Kristen’s mouth dropped as she read the file names: Cole&Beth, Cole&Sarah, Cole&Darla. The list went on and on and it looked like he had almost a hundred videos. 

“How many girls have you done this with?” I asked. 

“Oh fuck, Kristen, don’t trip!” he said, but she was already running to the front door. She couldn’t believe Cole! He had disrespected her! He had duped her! She felt so stupid as she got into her car and pulled away from his house. Her tears were falling freely now. He didn’t love her. He had lied! But he had also made her cum better than anyone ever had. She hated herself for wanting him again after the way he treated her, but she couldn’t help it. She wanted to cum like that again. 

Two sluts are much better than one. One for ea…

Two sluts are much better than one. One for each hand, makes it much more fun!

slut-problems: He may be bigger than me, but …


He may be bigger than me, but deep down I know he wants me to do this to him. He hasn’t told me straight out, but whenever I get my strap on out and I wave it around he gets naked and gets in bed with his ass up in the air. So of course I lube up my plastic cock and shove it into his ass. 

“I’m not gay,” he says like I give a fuck. Personally, I just enjoy emasculating him a bit. I think all men should take my plastic cock just for the fuck of it. Of course, finding a guy who is into being pegged isn’t exactly easy. In fact, most of the time I have to find a guy who is willing to do just about anything for me and then wearing him down over time with my suggestions and begging him to let me. With this guy I didn’t have to do any of that stuff. He has basically been a fucking pussy since the day we met. I knew right away that he was my kind of man. I knew that he would bend over and submit his asshole to my plastic cock the minute he first sat down next to me and introduced himself. 

I smiled at him and invited him back to my place and by the end of the night I had fucked him in the ass with my strap on more times than he had fucked me in my ass with his actual cock. Maybe that’s when I fell in love with him. I knew that he would be my stupid little, pussy ass bitch from then on and that made me extremely happy. I knew he was the one then, the one that would take my plastic cock and let me be in charge for the rest of our lives. 

I wasn’t always into girls, but Bobby told me …

I wasn’t always into girls, but Bobby told me that he knew how to get me into them if I wanted to be. 

“I don’t know. I mean, it seems like guys like it when two girls hook up. I wish that I was into women, but I’m just not.” 

“What if I told you that I could change that for you?” Bobby asked, his face fixed into a smug expression of superiority, 

“I’d say go ahead and try.” I didn’t believe that he could change anything about me, but I was sorely mistaken. I let him lead me to his bedroom, where he made me lay back on the bed. 

“Okay, just relax and close your eyes. I want you to imagine a white light. It is coming from above and filling your body, one part at a time. Imagine your body filling with this white light, and as it fills you, you are more and more relaxed.” 

“I’m so relaxed,” I murmured and he continued until I think I fell asleep. When I woke up I felt different somehow, although I couldn’t put my finger on exactly what was different. Until it happened. 

“I wanted you to meet someone,” Bobby told me one night after dinner. 

“Who?” I asked, just as the doorbell rang. He got up and answered it. A tall girl with blonde hair walked in behind him and he introduced me. 

“This is Yadira,” he told me. “Yadira, this is my girlfriend, Jill.” 

“Nice to meet you. I’ve been looking to meet some hot girls around here, and I was so happy that Bobby told me he had a girlfriend that was into other women. We don’t have to hook up if you don’t want to,” she assured me. “But I’d love a chance. I think you’re sexy.” She gave me a naughty, little look that I’d never seen from another girl. Normally I would have said no immediately, but I hesitated this time. 

“I’d love to get to know you. In fact, I think the best way to do that is to take this straight to the bedroom. Is that too fast, Yadira?” I asked her, shocking even myself. Bobby looked at me and gave me a thumbs up. 

“Let’s go,” Yadira said and we headed into the bedroom. 

“Bobby? What did you do to me?” I asked him as I let Yadira kiss me. I was enjoying her kisses and I couldn’t seem to get her clothes off quickly enough. I buried my face into her pussy and I couldn’t believe how good her pussy tasted. It was like I had been hungry for it all my life, and now I was finally getting the taste I had been craving. I let myself enjoy it and I tried not to think of before, how I had been turned off by women. I tried not to think about Bobby hypnotizing me, which he obviously had. 

He had his cock in Yadira’s asshole and I was licking her pussy desperately, with the kind of hunger that a pack of starving wolves might have as they finally fed. I was finally feeding, finally getting what I wanted. She let out a series of moans as Bobby came in her ass. 

“Lick the cum up from her ass,” he ordered me. I hesitated. The old me would have said no, but this new me was a disgusting slut. This new me hungrily licked at Yadira’s ass, cleaning all of Bobby’s cum from her like a little ass slave. I didn’t know who I was anymore. What had I become? Bobby had done this to me, I was certain of it. But I couldn’t do anything about it right now. Yadira was about to sit on my face, and I really wanted her to. I wanted her so much that I almost forgot how into Bobby I was. In fact, I was starting to think I didn’t need Bobby anymore. Maybe all I needed now was Yadira. 

What the fuck had Bobby done to me? 

I’m falling apart. I was born to question ever…

I’m falling apart. I was born to question everything, the smallest spark, the slightest thing. I was born scared, huddled into my own shell. But you, you pull me out into the open spaces I was always afraid to run to. You woke me up to things I’d never known were possible.

Your cock is in my ass and I always thought that I could take the pain, but the way you fuck me there makes me realize that it doesn’t hurt at all. You know how to fuck me just right, the way to make me scream, shake and cream. I’ve never squirted before, but now with your cock in my ass my pussy starts to spray, covering my body and hitting my face. There is a perfect beauty in this moment of grace. I scream for you, holding on to your body tightly, throwing my head back and giving myself over to something new. 

I have a weakness inside of my heart for you. I try to stop you, but nothing works, and the way you are makes me think. I don’t know what to say to you, my darling. So I say nothing. I let your body lead the way. In this world where we don’t speak, where we communicate with our bodies, I know exactly what to say and how to say it. Where words fail, my body speaks loudly and clearly, begging you to take what you want from me. 

I don’t know what to say to you, my darling. So I speak with my heart, my body, and my mind. I meet your gaze and I hope your find the truth inside of me in my eyes. Look deep enough and you will see how I burn for you, how I would let you have me, let you have my everything. 

Go ahead and take it. Take my pussy. Take my mouth. Take my ass. Let me throw my head back and cry out for mercy, even though I never want you to stop. In these moments with you where we speak with our bodies, I finally find the right way to say all that I want you to know. And you finally find a way to show me the way you burn for me. 

You are the only one I’ve let this far in. Now you’ve seen the real me, and I can’t help it, I want you to take me all the way, to teach me all the things about making love that no one ever had the right words to say. You say everything I need to know with your heart, with your body, with your cock. And I let you play. I let you use my body the way that you need to use it. I give my body over to you, and I let you stay. 

Ride my ass. Go ahead. I know I look like a sw…

Ride my ass. Go ahead. I know I look like a sweet and innocent girl, but I have a secret I keep hidden deep inside, almost as deep as I want your cock in my ass. That’s right, I said I want your cock in my ass. I want you to lift my skirt so you can see that I’m such a slut I don’t even bother to wear panties. They only get in the way, anyway. I don’t want anything between my ass and your cock. 

So go ahead, push it inside. Normally I’d say you should lube up first but sometimes I like the pain of a man going in raw and dry. I want to feel the burn as you rip into me, as you hurt me on the deepest level imaginable. I need the pain. I crave it. I know I’m a sick slut, but I know you won’t tell anyone because you’re just as sick as me. Sick recognizes sick, and we both have the same sickness. We are both perverts of the disgusting kind. You’re the kind that likes to hurt women, and I’m the kind that likes to be hurt by big, strong men. I like to be brutalized, tenderized and tortured. I like to bleed and cry. It’s the only way I can really cum. 

Please don’t tell anyone what you’ve seen here, that you know the truth about me. I don’t want anyone to know how I take your cock nice and deep, how I let you use me in ways I’d never let one of my stupid boyfriends use me. With my boyfriends I’m a “pussy only” kind of girl, the kind that they can trust and love. But here, in the shadows with you I’m something else. I’m a disgusting girl with her ass open, getting it pounded by a near stranger over his kitchen table. I grab the edge, bracing myself as I take your cock as deep as you can sink it into my tightest hole. I’m opened up in ways that make me feel the pain of who and what I am. I’m a sick, twisted little slut, the kind that every man secretly dreams of fucking, but also the kind that no man wants to admit they fucked. 

So go ahead ride me hard and dump your cum in me. I know what I’m for. I’m just an anal slut. I’m your fucking cum dump. 

slut-problems: My husband and I were on road t…


My husband and I were on road trip and we stopped at this rest stop in a place called Twin Peaks. Neither of us had heard of the place, but we needed a break and the sign said there was food and gas and so we took the exit and followed the stream of cars to the rest stop, which was really more like a small town. There were several gas stations, a depot, several fast food joints, some sit-down restaurants and a weird little sex shop. I eyed the sex shop as my husband pulled into the gas station. 

“Look honey! A sex shop! Maybe we can take a minute and check it out!” I got out of the car excitedly. I wonder if they had any gadgets in this little town that they didn’t have in the big city we were from. My husband didn’t seem to share my enthusiasm. He wrinkled his forehead.

“A sex shop? Really? Right now? All I can think of is taking a piss and grabbing a sandwich. I can grab you a sandwich for the road if you want to go check out the sex shop. Just don’t spend too much money. We still have to get home,” he warned and I gave him a smile. 

“Okay! I’m going to go check it out. Turkey on wheat. No onions,” I told him, as if he didn’t already know what I would want. We had been married for almost twelve years by now. He knew everything there was to know. I watched him walk toward the sandwich shop and I went across the street to the little sex shop. 

I opened the glass door with a smile and as soon as I entered I saw that they got a lot of business. There were tons of people in the shop and I had to practically elbow my way down the aisles as I looked at the sex toys. Most of them were silly novelty type items like penis ice cube trays and cheap blow up dolls in the shape of midgets and things like that. I giggled as I looked at a pair of fuzzy pink hand cuffs. I had just gotten to the actual vibrator section when a man bumped into me and smiled. 

“You know they have glory holes in the back,” was all he said. 

“They do? I didn’t know that!” 

“That’s why I’m telling you. I just came from them and it was a lot of fun. You look like a fun kind of girl that might enjoy that sort of thing.”

“Thanks a lot!” I said as I rushed to the back of the store looking for the glory holes. 

“You looking for the glory holes?” a man asked me. 

“Yes!” I said excitedly. 

“Right over there, ma’am,” he told me pointing me toward the sign that said “GLORY HOLES” written on a piece of wood in black marker and nailed to the wall. 

“Thanks!” I said and I made my way back to the very back of the store. There was a small door and I walked through it and saw that there were many booths, all next to one another like dressing rooms. I walked into one of them and closed the door. I didn’t know what to do, but when I looked at the two holes on each wall on either side of me I wondered if someone would actually try to stick their dick through one of them. I waited a few minutes and I was just about to leave when I heard something in the booth to my right. Suddenly a cock popped through the hole. I instantly grabbed it and I could hear a moan on the other side of the wall. 

I pulled on the cock, working it with my hands the way I usually worked my husband’s cock. I knew I was cheating, but for some reason it didn’t feel like cheating. Maybe it was because it was just a random cock stuck through a hole and not an actual person that made it so easy, but I was guilt free as I bent down and gave the cock a little lick. Then I stuck the whole thing in my mouth and sucked on it. I could hear more moaning from the other side of the wall and I liked it! It made me want to do more. 

I backed my ass up to the wall and I guided the cock into my pussy and began to fuck it. I moved up and down on the cock and I could hear the man moaning from next door. I smiled to myself and then I got an even better idea! I pulled the cock out of my pussy and I shoved it slowly into my asshole. It felt really good. My husband never fucked me in the ass, even though I loved it. Now I was going to get what I wanted and my husband was never going to find out about it. He was going to think I just popped into a sex shop and didn’t buy anything. He would probably even be impressed with my restraint. 

I fucked the cock with my asshole, enjoying the sensation as I rubbed my clit with my fingers. I came hard on the cock, screaming loudly enough for everyone in the store to hear me. I could feel the cock erupt inside of my ass and I knew that I had drained it. I pulled my ass off of the cock and then I dressed, grabbed my purse and headed out of the booth. I didn’t want the person who had been in the booth next to me to see who I was and so I quickly made my way out of the store and popped into the bistro next door to use the restroom and clean myself up more completely. 

By the time I walked out I looked like nothing had ever happened. I made my way back across the street to our car. My husband was already there waiting for me with a sandwich in his hand. 

“Damn honey, what took you so long?” he asked, handing me the bag. “I got your sandwich. Wait. You didn’t buy anything?” He looked at me, puzzled. 

“It was really crowded in there,” I said. “I had a bunch of stuff I wanted but then I didn’t feel like braving the line. I’m ready to get out of this place,” I told him and I got into the passenger seat. 

“Is everything okay?” he asked me. “You look weird.” 

“I do?” I asked, guilt coursing through me. I wondered if he knew. 

“Yeah, you look like you’ve seen a ghost!” He laughed and shoved the last bit of his sandwich into his mouth before turning the car on. 

“I did see some shit in that store,” I said, trying to make a joke. 

“I’ll bet,” he said as he pulled onto the road. At that very moment I could feel something erupting from my asshole. The guy from the booth’s cum was choosing that moment to leak out of my asshole and onto my panties. I felt like such a little slut, lying to my husband and cum leaking out of my asshole. I smiled to myself as I relived the whole experience in my mind again as I watched the world roll by. 

Surprise! Anal makes me squirt!

Surprise! Anal makes me squirt!

“You know what this makes you. Don’t you?” Dar…

“You know what this makes you. Don’t you?” Darius asked me, and I knew. I would have answered him, it’s just that I was a bit busy. There was a cock in each one of my three holes, and I knew this made me a slut. I had known I was a slut before that day, but that was the day that sealed the deal in my mind. I couldn’t believe how I ached for sex all the time, how I couldn’t say no to it. 

I found myself offering up my body to any and every man that I thought would want to fuck me. I liked older men, and younger guys. I didn’t really care as long as they had a cock for me to fuck. I didn’t really discriminate. To me a cock was a cock. It didn’t really matter who it was attached to. I’d always had my cocks one at a time up until the day I met Darius. I was at the beach watching a reggae band when he had come up behind me and put his hand on the small of my back. 

I instantly knew that he wanted to fuck me and I let him head me down a small street to a small beach house that was just off the main drag. 

“Want to come up and meet my friends? We’ve been waiting for a girl like you.” 

“A girl like me? What’s that supposed to mean?” I had asked. 

“A girl who knows what she wants. You do know what you want, don’t you?” he had asked, and I did know and so I told him my intensions. 

“I want sex. With as many dicks as possible,” I told him earnestly. 

“I knew you were the right girl,” he said to me and he took me by the hand and led me to the steps where my fate awaited me. I followed him inside where he introduced his two friends. 

“You’re so young,” one of them said. 

“You like young pussy?” I retorted, knowing what to say to get them all going. I began to remove my clothing so they could get a look at my body. I was relatively thin, and my breasts weren’t big, but I had nice nipples. 

“God yes,” the man said and I let them close in around me. I loved the feeling of all of their older, male bodies against mine. Their chest hair was course, and their cocks were shaved smooth. I let them decide how they wanted to use me. I started by taking turns blowing each of them, when they realized that I would go for more. 

“I’ve always wanted to be air tight,” I confessed to them. 

“No fucking way!” one of the guys shook his head in disbelief. 

“What?” I asked. “I do. Will you guys help me?” I begged them. 

“I can’t believe this is happening,” the man said, but Darius reminded them that I was a lady and that I should get my wish. Darius took my ass, and one of the men took my pussy. The third man fucked my face and I let them use me like that as I came harder than I’d ever imagined I could cum. One orgasm ran into another and my voice was starting to give out from all the screaming. I had never cum this much or this intensely, and I could tell they were all about to lose it. I screamed again as my holes worked together to cum in synchrony. I could taste the cum spraying into my mouth and I could feel the other two cocks about to erupt inside of me. 

The guy in my mouth pulled out, letting my screams run free. They filled the room as I came harder and harder, taking both of the cocks inside of me along for the ride. I knew they were both cumming by the way they braced themselves, gripping onto my neck, ass and hair. There were hands everywhere, as their cum filled my holes and I tried my best to catch my breath. 

“You know what this makes you. Don’t you?” Darius asked me again. And I knew what I was in that moment. 

“Yeah. It makes me a little slut!” I said with a joy and satisfaction that most women would never know. 

“You’re most definitely a hot, little slut,” Darius agreed. 

“I love it!” I sighed. “So tell me when you’re ready to go again, guys!” They all looked pretty spent, but I was full of energy. I jumped up and began to slowly dance, hoping to entice their cocks for another round. I had just cum my ass off and I couldn’t wait to do it again. I wasn’t going to be fucking guys one at a time anymore. No, way. From now on I would fucking them in groups. Maybe even bigger than this. I couldn’t wait!