"I looked at the white shards lying in the puddle before me and felt my cock get hard again. He noticed this and laughed."First time, k**?"I nodded an... tipped one tooth over in the puddle, then sucked the blood off my finger."You'll get used to it quicker than you think."He rubbed the blood around his belly and slid out of the main room through a curtain. That must have been the refreshment area Paul had told me about when he described the Fuck Club to me. I put my hand in the puddle of blood. In desperation, I tried to push my body up towards her, in an effort to dislodge her, like a bucking bronco might do to its rider. "Oh, Jodie, he must really be excited that you are reaming his faggot asshole; look at how hard he's jumping up and down underneath me!" she exclaimed, wild-eyed. It must have excited Jodie, because she banged away at my ass, burying that dildo to the hilt. Lucky for me, they both managed to arrive at the peak of ecstasy at the same time, and they came in what. She pulled it off, touching his body as much as she could in the process. She loved his body, his face. Her hands felt over his strong abs, tracing icy fingers over each individual muscle, and wandering up over his strong neck and gorgeous face. His shirt off, he leaned in to her and kissed her lightly on the lips. For the next few minutes they played around, touching each other gently and lightly, and kissing playfully. Then he touched her in a way he hadn’t ever before. The touch was. ’ He walked around his house touching various objects, until at last everything in it was gold. His magazines, videos, computer, clothing, even the carpet and the walls were gold, due to him tripping over a now 7-pound magazine. As he was looking over his new golden apartment his thought fell to the riches he now had and what he would do with them. As his mind flitted over all the ladies he could have with this newly found fortune of his a knock sounded at the door. Knock. It seemed to boom.