I gasped as I was shagged hard whilst sucking the other cock. "Hmmm, what a bitch you've found," I heard. And then I heard him grunt and he emptied hi... balls up me - I could feel his hot liquid inside me - but as I was gagging on a cock in my mouth, there wasn't anything I could do. "Keep sucking me boy," and I did, focusing my efforts on the head and slit. A hand came round my side and started to wank my rock hard cock. It didn't take much stroking for me to grunt and start shooting, and then. This was my reality now I decided. So, I had to convince Tracy tostop fucking Dan. I also had to somehow sexually satisfy her withoutusing my genitals which now seemed custom made to fuck myself and notanyone else. And above all, I had to be the husband she deserved in thefirst place. If I did all that, my wife and I could have a normal-ishlife again in spite of the curse.Maybe once Carl got bored with me and found a new toy to play with, Icould find a doctor to flip my penis over to be right. That is, unless she wants to tell us what she knows?”She gave the tiniest shake of her head. The two men nodded to each other and the strong man lifted the woman up and onto the bed. She kept screaming and saying “no” but the strong man just lifted her up by the waist and tried to place her over John’s waiting cock. Her hands were tied above Johns head but she refused to lower herself onto his cock. She screamed as, John assumed, the people behind the glass stimulated her pain receptor. Her. Later, John took her aside to discuss her experience, so that he could add her, “waking dream,” as an addendum to his copious notes. He was concerned that this might distress her, but rather, Mary seemed reassured and comforted by his academic interest. “I knew you would understand such night terrors,” she said calmly. This made him wonder how much she had noticed of his evidently disturbed nights. He mused on the power of dreams and the phenomena that could make them seem so real; a dim memory.