I walked up to the portals, one next to the other. I saw my cock appear out of the one on my right, as mine went into the one on the left. I looked at...the dilemma, and backed up. I pushed my bed against the wall, and lay on my side. I could see my crotch dead on, when I looked through one portal. "This aught to be interesting," I said to no one. I scooted up against the wall, with my crotch slightly through the left portal. My cock was in perfect spacing in relations to my face on the other. . I want to do this in our house.”“I want to make it our home.”“Me too, maybe.”“Maybe?”I started the SUV and pulled out and onto the highway. Once we were on the road, I looked over at her now less swollen nipples and answered her question.“On the subject of making the house our home. I am not sure I can make a home in a place where Stan fucked my wife and even you. I don’t know that I want to sleep in the beds where that happened or sit on the couch where they did it or on the kitchen table. ”My doctors say that Kelly and Wayne are just hallucinations that occur during my seizures, but I know that they are real. When I hear that “music” playing softly in the distance and coming closer and closer, I know that either Wayne or Kelly is going to drop by. Wayne is a sadistic, overbearing prick. He calls me foul names. He makes me suck his cock. He fucks me in the ass. I should hate him, and I guess I do, but I also find that I want him to return. I want him to order me to my. Even the one that Marshall was carrying kept leaning over to hug Dakota. And Dakota was loving every minute of it. It was obvious to Luke that she was a born mother. When they got inside, Dakota introduced Luke to Linda Jane. Marshall had been telling the truth about the two women looking alike. Luke was amazed how much they resembled each other. Linda Jane offered him a cold drink, while Marshall went to take a shower. Dakota and Luke sat in the living room, surrounded by the children and.