. This is British Humour, you may have to read it twice... :)This one is old, a time when to go for No .2s in an English public toilet costed a penny....The cubical door had a coin operated lock that the penny opened.A man went to see his doctor, “Doc, I’m constipated, I haven’t been in nearly a week.”So the doctor examined him, gave him some laxatives and sent him on his way.Two days later, the guy is back, still nothing.So the doc gives him some more powerful ones and sends him away.Again he’s. At 7 o’clock the doorbell rang, and all three of them came in to meet the folks.Kay started with, “Hi Mrs. …” but mom quickly interrupted with, “No, Kay it is, and please call me Emily and this is Lou, Amy’s father.” Kay continued by introducing her husband Jon and their son JJ.We all went into the living room and sat down as JJ came over to me. He climbed up into my lap with his toy dump-truck that he wanted me to see. Kay told him to climb down and play quietly while we all talked.She began. Our heat like magical fire as Cock touched Cock! Sucking, Fucking, Feeding!! As the nights ended, I would pray to Him and rejoice in the Seed that I had captured! As the sun came up I would again sleep and dream of my god as we worshipped and fed on His Cock!! I had been dreaming the most wonderful dream..... that I was in His cave where I was surrounded by beautiful Cocks. They were covering my body like a blanket, their weight was real! I could smell their musk and it filled me with joy! Then. Misty was convinced that her husband was home, he had just finished making love to her, hadn’t he? If he had not then who had? It had been much too real to be a dream, reaching down to her slit she found she still was wearing her nightie. Sagging on to the couch in the family room, she sobbed realizing that it had only been a dream. Her lips were not bruised and swollen like they should have been if it had been real. How was it possible that it could be so real, so very, very real and still.