After a night of being fucked and sucking multiple cocks I'm struggling with my thoughts. I don't want to admit to myself I enjoyed it, but I did.
I wake up in the morning the sun is out and it feels like a beautiful spring day. My jaw is sore and my hole is sore but strangely I feel good and satisfied. I head to work after saying my goodbyes to the wife and kids, when I get to the office I feel like it's going to be a good day.
My morning flies by, it's been busy. At about noon time I get a message from George saying he can't wait till this evening. I had forgotten about that damn what am I gonna do. I message my wife and tell her I'm going out for a couple of beers with the guys after work and may be late.
After work I went to the same park and parked my car there was one other car there this night which made me feel better and I walked into where it all happened, as I get closer I see George there all by himself. I had an instance of relief that I wouldn't be gang banged again but that was soon to change.
When I got up to him he said hello asked if I was feeling ok after last night. I told him I was ok I didn't understand all the new feelings I had. He told me that was normal and he would show me how much I would love being his cum dump for himself and his friends.