Alan's eyes closed, fingers on his forehead. Confusion. Contradictions.Much of the Bible suddenly made sense, if this was what Moses and Jesus had to ...eal with.He needed unhealthy food in his belly. A milkshake. Give himself a brain freeze to clear things up. It was a plan.Alan felt the women around him as he strolled down the concourse. Young, old, fertile, not. No males. Oh, they were there. His eyes could see them. Not his mind. Or her heart. Only females interested her. Why? Men were not. Suddenly her kiss broke and I found her fingers playing with the top button of my shirt. "He really wants me to do everything," she mumbled to herself, but loud enough for me to hear. "Doesn't even know how to take off his shirt. Well, I guess that is why guys keep us girls as slaves." "I don't recall having told you to play with my shirt buttons," I warned her. "I don't want you to take off my shirt. I want you to take of my sandals." She slid off the couch and bent down to remove my sandals,. I wanted to get on her and fuck her wildly. I wanted to slam her. As these thoughts danced uncivilly through my head I started to view the third body in the room. The body was very tan, muscular and perfect. There was a blonde flop of hair that went a little bit past the shoulders. This body was whole-heartedly a male body as I was witnessing, with great amazement, the ten-inch tower of a cock that was right before me. I became like a little dictator of the nation of Denise Pussy. My cock was. She bring her head near my dick and started licking my dick like a chocobar. I was playing and kissing her boobs and tummy. Madhu was still busy in licking her pussy. Slowly she took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it. I got very hard. I hold her head and run my fingers in to her hair. I felt very good. I hold her head and started stroking. She took it in her mouth as much as she can. Madhu was watching this and came near to me. He told her head and started stoking against my dick..