“Mmm so cute” he said as I felt a finger running up and down my crack and the palms massaging my soft fleshy cheeks, a quick slap followed by a ve...y fake squeal, actually I quite liked it. Then with both hands pulling my cheeks far apart I felt the wetness of his tongue searching out my butthole, his thumb pulled the thong aside and his tongue got to work. It was a good job I was leaning over the table because I had gone totally weak as my daddy started to tongue fuck my virgin arse. His hands. " With that, Peter took the lube and went to Adam, who was lying defenseless in the sling. His legs were spread wide apart, so Peter had free access to Adam's hole. He squirted some gel from the tube onto his hand and started smearing Adam's ass with it. "Hmmm what a nice hole you have." First he put one finger in the tight teenboy hole, then two, then three. Adam had to let it all wash over him without comment. He just watched. His cock was getting harder and harder from the stimulation of his. I stuttered and stumbled as only a man can when he is trying to express emotion. I had never envisioned talking to anyone about this and just didn't have the vocabulary. Jean took charge. She knew empathetically just what I was trying to put into words. She took a frightened boy in her arms and we slept together for the first time. I do mean slept. We didn't make love. Somehow my rambling efforts to explain myself chimed exactly with how she felt about me. I just could not believe how I had. It would benice if I got to see what the real world was like." What on earth are you talking about - you're a dream! How can you 'getout'?" No, I AM NOT A DREAM. I told you before - I'm YOU. Your dreams are theonly place where I can talk to you. And I'm only able to do thatbecause of something that happens to you while you're at the office." I'm confused - what happens to me at the office?" I don't know exactly what, but something you hear at the office iswhat's making it possible for me to.