[Bearded guy] loves them." He handed me a pair of cotton stockings, which I slipped into and followed his lead in shedding the rest of my clothing. We... emerged from the bedroom, naked except for our stockings, cocks stiffening and bobbing as we approached our men for the evening.I went for bearded guy since we already had familiarity, and bottom guy went for the balding guy. Bottom was on his knees first, opening his guy's pants, while I started work on mine. I wondered whose cock was which from. The parade of tuxedo-clad lady-bodies continued along their course foralmost a half an hour. Turning occasionally, the little processionseemed to be keeping to side streets and darkened alleyways.At one point, the line crossed paths with a staggering, drunken vagrantwho stopped and rubbed his eyes in disbelief at the sight before him."What the Hell is this?" he slurred as he looked over the six pairs ofidentical, achingly sexy legs stomping on by him.Seeing the man, the helpless men's eyes went. I tried to laugh it off but without success. “Are you waiting for me or are you waiting for Butch?” he asked me. I blushed and he gave me this funny look. “Yes he is a lovely dog isn’t he?” he said “and very well trained to. He loves making women happy”. It took a few seconds to sink in what he meant. Was it just a throwaway line or something else? “Yes he is a lovely dog and I am sure he could make people like him” I said giving him the opportunity to clarify what he had said. “Why don’t we. But something whent wrong and the jet pack launched into the sky last thing I remember before blacking out due to lack of oxygen in the thin atmosphere was a waterfall in the distance. When I regained concousness I remember hovering above the ground. Thankfully we had developed the automatic impact detection system as I unbuckled myself I saw a girl hiding behind a rock, she was wearing a white dress As I put my feet on tge ground I fell down and passed out I woke up again in a bed I was.