This occurred to him as he sucked the filth off the fat, discolored, putrid, calloused soles of an unattractive, middle-aged woman in exchange for her... letting him do so. Months ago, she would have repulsed him sexually, and a glance at her feet in this state would have left him indifferent or disgusted.Now, having his face as close to them as possible was the driving focus of his desires. Slurping the dirt and stench off them, as he grew painfully hard in his steel cage - the force tugging on. . Maybe, just maybe, in some adolescent sex fantasy, I might have come in the vicinity of imagining what was happening to me that day, but trust me, no man nor boy has enough imagination to match the reality.Those two love each other and they love me and the fighting is strictly fun and I’m the beneficiary of the result.I’ve seen a porno or two, the scenario where two girls work a guy over. Those are sad, pale depictions of the reality I experienced, right up to the part where I’m shaking. So, I answered, “I have a few errands to run in the morning, and then after lunch I’m meeting some of the guys at the bowling alley. I should be gone most of the afternoon.”Having sex with Faye on Friday was a little strange, after what I learned on Thursday night, especially when I ate her out as I always do and thinking about all the cocks and cum she had taken inside her on Thursday. I also noticed that her pussy felt a little looser than usual, but I still had a huge orgasm, visualizing her. Rolling over, no, turning around some how even though he was lying down....Surprise took him as he realised he was no longer sleeping in his old bed, but was floating in a grey void, where the space around him seemed murky , blurry almost.Searching for the source of the voice, Jack answered "...heyyyyy?" in an equally awkward and questioning tone."What are you doing there, I mean how did you get here, I mean who are you exactly?" The voice asked, appearing seemingly lighter in tone and less.