My impaled throat felt spasm after spasm of warm musky sperm fill it to overflowing as I fought to free his grip. I was choking on his cum, when he le... go, and I swallowed whatever juice had not been shot directly down my throat. He took me on his bike near to my home. "If you ever want more cock, k**, go to the Steam and Sauna on Arlington," he said, and rode off. A number of years passed until I tasted cock again. My wife and her mother went to a baby shower in another city, and were gone for. I made quite the mess, but never broke eye contact. I would deep throat and get that thick saliva from the back of my mouth, then lick his shaft longways letting my spit cover my chin, his cock, my hand. I took my right hand and pushed him against the wall and stroked him to orgasm with my left. I took his cum in my mouth until he was empty. I stood up, never losing eye contact. I let his cum dribble over my lip, down my chin, and string down onto my tits. I look at porn often and I was. God. One of them anyway. You see, most people believe that there has only ever been one God. Thing is, that's only true in some realities and parallel universes. But in an Omniverse so large as to be unmeasurable there are bound to be other dimensions with multiple god-like entities." So, why am I telling you all this? You see, I started getting a little bored with my next to omnipotent might. There is not much I can't do with it after all and eternity is quite long. So, I decided to entertain. " Give me a hint." Oh no. That might give you time to think it over and you might just decide to run home and hide under the bed." That bad?" Not for me."She gave me a contemplative look and then said, "Okay, see you there."I got to the bar first and was sitting at a table with Josh when Betsy came in. The three of us sat there making small talk while the rest of the gang filtered in. After a couple of drinks Betsy and I got up to dance. As soon as we were on the floor Betsy said, "We are.