Hot babes as far as the eye can see. Swaths of them; a whole army of hot babes. Hot babes from all walks of life, hot babe cops, hot babe bakers, hot babe nurses, hot babe data entry specialists, hot babe cheerleaders, hot babe news anchors, hot babe mechanics, all kinds of hot babes from all walks of life. At the forefront of all these hot babes is a huge stage. It's like Hot Babestock, or Woodstock with hot babes. You have wood. On the stage is a king sized bed, covered with very classy latex sheets, bright pink and shiny. Mr. Sex walks out on stage followed by the hot babe self defense instructor and the hot babe in her 40s, each wearing fur bikinis, complete with a fox tail dangling from each of their hineys. Their big, robust, birth ready hineys. All the hot babes, not some or most, but all the hot babes go crazy as they see Mr. Sex, clad in a mint ice cream colored Tuxedo, his bow tie undone, his top two buttons of his shirt undone, the buttons on his tuxedo jacket done, and his fly undone, but his penis isn't sticking out. Yet.

Mr. Sex: Hey hot babes! Alright, welcome to my Sextructional and Sexistential Sexposition! Who's ready for hot wet heteronormative and classy sex!

The hot babes all go wild. Hot babe bikers, hot babe trial attourneys, hot babe forklift operators, all manner of hot babes. You look at the hot babe in her 40s and think a little of your mom. Your boner dies a little, but only a little. You're pretty sure you can stroke through it.

Mr. Sex: Tonight, only, though, I'm not just coming out here to give all you hot babes some sex, because tonight, I'm not just Mr. Sex.

The hot babes all go woo. Hot babes in yoga pants, hot babes in lacy underwear, hot babes in cute panties, hot babes with enormous breasts, hot babes with flat chests, you think of a hot babe, she's there. Hot babe hippies, hot babe soldiers, hot country babes, hot city babes. Your penis is actively happy.

Mr. Sex: You see, I terrify a certain young man so much, that he can't even speak my name. He'll let the names of old fogeys who haven't made much a stir in the world in so long you'd think they've gone limp dicked and headed on home. That's how it looks to me. And this certain young man, let's call him Backdoor Baby Ballbuster, who engages in malfecence due to his percieved entitlement from his handicap, is my first singles opponent? Seriously, this is the best that XWF management could come up with, is to put me up against a guy who needs assistance getting into the ring for fucks sakes. What are you going to do, tie him to some strings from the rafters and move him around like a shit covered marionette? Bilbo, you can't even say my name! Hah, I scare you that much, but then if I had a dick as small and useless as yours, I would avoid sex as much as possible myself. Seriously, The Kings, Vinnie Lane, J. T. Washington, Jane , whoever thinks I'm just a joke, I'm sorry, but you're just sending that poor helpless handicappy down to get annihilated. I smacked Bilbo around so hard last time he even thinks I ambushed him! So tonight, ladies, I'm not just Mr. Sex, I am Mr. Sex as...

The hot babes all look on in anticipation, the hoard of hot babes in a fervor. Hot babe analysts, hot babe doctors, hot babe waitresses.

Mr. Sex: The Freshmaker!

Mr. Sex pulls out his penis, finally. He is wearing a minty green french tickler with "MENTOS" written along the shaft of his penis. All the hot babes are overcome by Mr. Sex's masculine sexuality, permeating from his every orifice, especially the one at the tip of his impressive, satisfying, yet wholesome penis. Mr. Sex lies down on a huge trampoline at the edge of the bed, which begins to tilt upwards, forming a king sized bed ramp with Mr. Sex on the trampoline at the bottom. The hot babes in fur bikinis, who were also the hot babe self defense instructor and the hot babe in her 40s, pick up buckets and splash the contents onto the bed, six whole gallons of lube. It drips into a drain before Mr. Sex, so his lovely and classy mint ice cream colored tuxedo doesn't get ruined. The hot babes in fur bikinis start to lube each other up, getting their hands into each others mouths and bikinis, in a classy and heteronormative way. A line of hot babes all form at the bed, and a ladder is propped up at the top of the bed. The first hot babe rips open her stockings, and with scissors cuts the crotch from her panties. She slides down the lubed bed, onto Mr. Sex's penis, gets a good deep bounce on the trampoline, then hops off to go crowd surfing on a sea of hot babes, all of them eagerly tasting of the vagina that most recently rode Mr. Sex's manly, persuasive, decadent, and rich yet simple and elegant penis. All of the hot babes trying to get into a honeypot, in the most classy and heteronormative way possible.

Mr. Sex: Well, looks like the Freshmaker is here to brighten up your days, ladies, as opposed to the poor saps that were jerking off Bilbo. Step up in line to get some sex with Mr. Sex, and we'll sex it up. Out with the old, in with the Freshmaker!

A hot babe dude climbs the ladder, a literal hot babe with a penis of her own. She looks like a cross between Michael Fassbender and Bradley Cooper, and you want to know what her semen tastes like after sucking her penis, she is one super hot babe. You came, finally rebounding from thinking about your mom. The hot babe dude wraps her arms around her knees and gives herself a full nelson, setting up her hot babe anus, right below her hot babe taint and dainty yet enthralling penis, then slides down perfectly for the same bounce on Mr. Sex's penis, in a completely heteronormative and classy, albeit playful way. Barney Green will tell you how hot she is.

Mr. Sex: Whoo, another strike-out from this pitcher in the bottom of her ninth!

A hot babe comes soaring own from the rafters of the stage, legs spread, wearing a harness and on a line, and shortly after another hot babe in the same rig comes down from another point on the stage, and bounce on Mr. Sex's incredible carnival penis in succession before another woman goes down the bed slide, tripling the amount of vagina going on top of penis in this sexcapade. It's like Cirque Du Soleil but of Sex, so Sex Du Soleil or Cirque Du Sexleil. Something really clever sounding like that.



Mr. Sex: Now you see how deep I'm getting some sex going with all these hot babes! What are you going to do, Bilbo, rape them all?

Mr. Sex continues to have sex with all the hot babes.