So, wearing what I wear causes people stress. Tough cookies... (OnlyFans)

So, wearing what I wear causes people stress. Tough cookies. I say go see your shrink, tell them you have anxiety over what I might wear next, and join a therapy group for minimal clothing exposure trauma. Honestly, I don't care how anyone feels about my dress code. Neither does your husband/boyfriend. His tentpole in his pants gives that away. Anyway, enough about that.

How did I get a penis in every hole Saturday night? I keep getting asked that. Well, technically, because I asked them to do just that. It was my idea. Anyway. I met them at the Ocean Deck. Two live here. One is from Sanford, so primarily local talent. I walked by their table when one of them said something about my arms, mostly how muscular they were. One thing led to another, and I ended up telling the 2 girls I was sitting with that I was going to sit with these guys. They didn't want to join. Married they are. It was their loss. The conversation turned into what I did and do for a living, which piqued their interest. One of them asked me if I had ever had a threesome. I corrected him. It would be a foursome, me being the fourth person in the fuck bonanza. I said yes. I said I would love to do it again if you fine fellas are up for it. They thought I was kidding. I informed them I refused to go to recess in school when I was a kid. That's how serious I am about not joking around. They kind around the bush for a bit and tried to get me to drink but fuck that. I finally said the only thing I want to drink is the sperm from the tips of your dicks. I know you are thinking, "Bullshit Brooke, you never said that!" But I did. And it got real quiet at the table. One of them finally said fuck it. I want my dick sucked, so let's do it. The others followed. Honestly, I didn't think they would follow me to my house. I thought they would split off and run for the hills with their wee-wees between their butt cheeks. But they didn't. They pulled up right behind me in my driveway, and less than five minutes later, I was tasting pre-cum from a trio of dicks. They were nice guys. I doubt they had ever seen each other's dicks before, and I'm positive they have never seen each other's dicks erect. At first, when I was blowing them, they all stayed hard as a rock. Only one guy had what I would call a small dick. The other two were average all the way around. I was happy with my cock catch. The small dick guy stayed rock hard the entire time. The other two had some up-and-down issues. It's stressful having to perform in front of people. Probably more so with people you know. I guess I kind of expected this. But in the end, we did accomplish one stiff cock in my mouth, one hard cock in my pussy, and one hard cock in my ass, all pumping in and out like pros. Until there was accidental cock to cock touching. That killed it. That's okay. I had a good time blowing them and giving them handjobs. It was a good amount of sperm, and we had a lot of fun. I am in touch with each of them, and I should be going to dinner with the guy with the small dick tonight. We will see how that plays out! That is how the airtight night came to be. Now you know.