Buckets of cum on bucket tits
I have attended, enjoyed and played in Porn theaters for almost 60 years....so I have seen my share of cum spilled by, on or around various people, couples and groups. {As a veteran of the scene, I offer my number one piece of advice: Never visit a theater where the lights are on and the floors, seat cushions, curtains etc. are visible. And as a even more important piece of advice never use an ultra violet light in one at all...please, trust me on this-it could cause a CSI tech to go into seizures.}
I have seen women of all shapes and sizes, both plain and stunningly beautiful, submit to cum baths by any number of strangers-also plain to handsome. I have seen husbands and boyfriends not only encourage this behavior but have partaken and provided their own loads or being good citizens, cleaning up the mess left by others.
I have seen some remarkable scenes. Once a woman of substantial girth-probably close to 400lbs @ a height of barely 5 foot -encourage a theater crowd to cover her with their cum. She begged to have her gi-normous breasts painted with semen. Her breasts were so large that not only did they hang to her waist but each flopped to the sides and it was all she could do to keep them from becoming trapped under arms and pushed around her back. Many men tried that day. They truly tried to paint and cover the parts of her breasts not hidden behind her back. But alas, they were only men, not gods. Each man stepped up, took his place, pleasured himself and left behind some DNA. There was only so much they could do. She was showered in white sticky fluids but in no way were her breasts covered as she had pleaded for. Barely a primer coat was administered as eventually many of the men turned and moved off, admitting the group's failure but still enjoying the moments of pleasure that had been provided. All I remember is that at some point her partner/date/husband? signaled her mission over and she arranged her dress over the barrel tits and walked out of the theater still sticky with the residue of many men. After their exit, they were the subject of the general conversation, as her stature, appearance and generally good attitude was commented on. Some shook their heads in wonder of what they witnessed, some felt a case of post jack off depression, others were excited to tell how they would use the mind pictures they had stored up as masturbatory fodder later. However one felt, the event was to become legendary-or more precisely, her massive breasts folded under her arms and behind her back became a legend, frequently retold and remembered by patrons of the arts who had been present that day. Yes, lads, in my 6 decades of having my feet stick to the floor of a porn theater, I have seen sights, some we can talk about, others best left untold.
I have seen women of all shapes and sizes, both plain and stunningly beautiful, submit to cum baths by any number of strangers-also plain to handsome. I have seen husbands and boyfriends not only encourage this behavior but have partaken and provided their own loads or being good citizens, cleaning up the mess left by others.
I have seen some remarkable scenes. Once a woman of substantial girth-probably close to 400lbs @ a height of barely 5 foot -encourage a theater crowd to cover her with their cum. She begged to have her gi-normous breasts painted with semen. Her breasts were so large that not only did they hang to her waist but each flopped to the sides and it was all she could do to keep them from becoming trapped under arms and pushed around her back. Many men tried that day. They truly tried to paint and cover the parts of her breasts not hidden behind her back. But alas, they were only men, not gods. Each man stepped up, took his place, pleasured himself and left behind some DNA. There was only so much they could do. She was showered in white sticky fluids but in no way were her breasts covered as she had pleaded for. Barely a primer coat was administered as eventually many of the men turned and moved off, admitting the group's failure but still enjoying the moments of pleasure that had been provided. All I remember is that at some point her partner/date/husband? signaled her mission over and she arranged her dress over the barrel tits and walked out of the theater still sticky with the residue of many men. After their exit, they were the subject of the general conversation, as her stature, appearance and generally good attitude was commented on. Some shook their heads in wonder of what they witnessed, some felt a case of post jack off depression, others were excited to tell how they would use the mind pictures they had stored up as masturbatory fodder later. However one felt, the event was to become legendary-or more precisely, her massive breasts folded under her arms and behind her back became a legend, frequently retold and remembered by patrons of the arts who had been present that day. Yes, lads, in my 6 decades of having my feet stick to the floor of a porn theater, I have seen sights, some we can talk about, others best left untold.
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