George Kranze has some thoughts on how to integrate bukkake more fully into American culture:

Talk about a natural fund raiser – how many times have you been driving around and seen a church group or civic club selling car washes ? Now, who the hell wants to wash their car ? I let mine sit in the rain – works just fine.

But suppose you drove past a fire department and saw a large hand-lettered sign that read “Bukkake $5” . You park, and walk into the station, (which has been emptied of fire trucks for this occasion), and lo and behold, a gorgeous brunette Demi Moore look alike is kneeling on a pillow in the center of the garage. Men mill around, drinking draft Heineken from a freshly tapped keg, bullshitting, and stroking their meat. One by one, as the need arises, they drift on over to Demi and shoot their load.

Her hair is streaked with strands of cum, cum hangs from her chin and occasionally falls to her bare breasts – she is grinning like a she-devil – a good time is had by all. Shit, you would donate 5 bucks and join the party, right ?

And he thinks it would be just the thing for centers of higher learning:

Sororities at some of our rowdier campuses could require that all new members undergo a bukkake.

The beautiful debutante would kneel in the center of a large room in the sorority house while several invited fraternity houses mill around, swilling beer, and, uh, rising to the occasion. The debutante would have to fellate the three largest guys, the rest would have to service themselves. At the crucial moment guys move right next to or in front of the cutie and shoot their load. The whole party would be recorded on video for both the sorority archives and the debutantes scrapbook. (Interesting item for her future ex-husband don’t you think?)

For anyone who is still confused about this bukkake business (as Stan Rogers would say, “You lucky few”) there’s some background here and here.