There was a great deal of dinnertime conversation, mostly about the miracles I could perform and my future plans. As one example, my creating the food... for dinner led to the obvious question about my feeding all the people in the world who're starving to death."I could easily materialize enough food for them - not even needing to start with loaves and fishes - but I have no intention of doing so. Making humanity dependent on me would be very bad for it and wouldn't please me much either. There. It occurred to me that when Camille had put the panties on, they’d still have been warm from Zann...“So would you like him hard or soft?” Zann asked, pulling my briefs off.“Soft,” teased Leah.“Oh, sorry,” Zann had tickled my ball hairs already. “Shall I soften him again? Or would you like to?” She was climbing onto the bed. “He’s had a vasectomy so you can, even if you’re not safe.”“I don’t believe you,” laughed Camille, “you’ll just fuck in front of us? And wow! With that?”“I can get myself. I’d arranged for him to come back to untie me at 1am and he’d posted my room number to the local Alt group, and I’d let a few clients know to check it too, so I waited to find out how many people, if any, would come to use my exposed whore holes. I was dripping with anticipation.I don’t know how many people used me that evening. I lost count quite quickly. Most used condoms but not everyone. My asshole got well and truly fucked, more opted for that than I expected. I felt so stretched and used. Jasmine said, “It was paybacks for what he did to me.”She continued, “Well, about three weeks ago he said that if he had to kiss mine whenever he saw it, then he figured that I should kiss his whenever I saw it. I figured that that was fair so I started kissing his little pecker whenever he would pull it out. Well, about two weeks ago on Monday, kissing led to sucking and then swallowing his cum. Then last Thursday he pulled it out in front of my girlfriends. I sucked his cock and swallowed his.