I fucked man after man, some in the pussy, some in the ass, and some in both. I grabbed a wine cooler and sat down, wiping my leg off with my fingers and licking them clean. “Hey, there are the guests of honor. “I don’t know, maybe I’m really sore,” I told him. I bowed, showing my appreciation. “Becca, I swear, I won’t let anyone hurt you if we join,” Daniel professed. I’m going to pass my initiation soon,” I replied, out of my mind. “No, Daniel, I can’t, not that many, please,” I cried. Steal Daddy’s truck?” I laughed. We sat there in silence for quite a while. Daniel blathered on about how great everyone was. He pumped and pumped his fertilie sperm directly into my womb, and I imagined my egg sitting in a pool of his sperm getting attacked by millions of his baby makers splitting my egg’s surface. I entered the tent and got on my hands and knees while the boys argued over who was going first. “Sorry, Becca, he has to go alone,” Hawkeye said, smiling. I wasn’t sure who had been fucked and who had been sucked. Why did they leave?” he said, dejected, as he plopped down in his lawn chair.
