Damn, I liked being filled. The stretched open feeling. The sliding friction. Then the fulfillment with its shuddering release and the oceanic, free-f...oating cosmic feeling. It was quite a bit more intense than being on the other side. Other side?I'm starting to think maybe this isn't a dream. I'm fully awake now. These eggs sure taste real. The sausage is quite spicy. I'm sitting at the breakfast table with this stranger. His name is Gene and he knows me. He's been my lover for several years. It was the first time they really had had a proper discussion of their situation, no holds barred and with no embarrassment. It was Beryl who explained that “though they enjoyed vanilla sex, and he had got good at it, they felt he needed more sleep, and his schoolwork they felt was suffering!” he looked shocked would this be the end of the road? Maud now added to his relief, “oh don’t get us wrong we want you and that todger of yours still but we don’t want you as your mum says falling. I didn't even know this had happened. His friend asked me to sit down with them for a bit and I did.The next thing I knew, I had 2 guys stroking my cock.It felt great and here I was in the open getting a hard on by 2 guys and for anyone to see.I thought what the fuck, I should just enjoy this, because who knows when it will happen again.In no time one of the guys started sucking my cock and playing with my asshole.While the other guy started to jerk off beside me.This was too much and I told. Wendy and her husband had migrated to Australia from the UK over thirty years earlier, and this was one of the rare opportunities for the sisters to meet up. Wendy apologised to me for telling Bev about her eccentric next-door neighbour, and Bev had asked to see me for herself. "I thought you wouldn't mind," she explained, rather unnecessarily.Bev extended her hand across the fence, and I accepted the greeting. Still holding my hand, she stared down below my waist, and commented on the.