There was frequently a line on the weekends, those who'd been out partying and drinking for most of the night and used Adam as there get lucky fuck. ... lot of the men were sloppy drunk and took forever to finish. One man went on for hours because he'd pass out with his dick up Adam's ass then wake up and fuck him for a while then pass out again. If no one else was there, it took a long time and Adam couldn't sleep with all that weight laying on him.Adam figured that at least fifty men were. I thickened at the thought of him on the long drive home. i slept walked my way through dinner. there isn't too much conversation there these days. the k**s were their usual snarky selfs and my wife i, too tired to correct them. after dishes, we went to our separate bedrooms. i could hear the drone of her tv. i slipped into my pj's and turned this sex machine on. it opened to his home page.it was there, his delicious manhood hung heavily again swinging before my eyes. my cock twitched, i. I started to suffer by not being able to control myself from touching her and I used to touch her breasts and thighs when she sleeps but used to withdraw them because of fear, this continued for quite a long time. Then came the day when she as usual came to my room but I was unaware of her presence and I was surfing thru some porn websites, at a stage I realized she was in my room but I thought its my golden opportunity and went on surfing thru it, her eyes were struck in d monitor and she was. All is red. The flames, the fog, the scenery. Everything is a splash of deep crimson. It is terrifying to see. But one thing you remember for sure, it didn't feel like it. Instead of the dread and agony those dreams should've emitted, it felt... Calm. And inviting. In every dream. Despite the intensity of the atmosphere and the demonic figure standing amongst the flames, it doesn't feel the way it's supposed to be. You opened your eyes, telling the doctor what you saw, "Well... I can't make out.