I stared at the corpse of the woman and backed away, not wanting totouch anything else for fear of damaging more when my wedding ringfinger on my left...hand started to burn. I brought my hand in front ofmy eyes and watched as the ring from the corpse began to materialize onmy finger. My finger burned until the ring was completed and then itfused fast to my finger. I tried to pull it off but it wouldn't budge.It was stuck to the point it was more a part of me than not.Frightened, I backed further. "Doesn't he have a magnificent cock Brian ?" cooed my wife."Yes" I mumbled grudgingly."Tell him then" she snapped."You have a magnificent cock, Sir" I told him feeling totally humiliated."Thank you" he replied mockingly, "and later on it is going to be sliding into your wife's cunt right up to the balls, while you stand by watching helplessly". This caused them both to roar with laughter.After the meal, Jason said "I think it's showtime, let's all go upstairs."They walked upstairs hand in hand. My door opened once, but I guess the visitor didn’t like what was showing, either. When the door opened a second time, a late-sixties guy came in to join me. Nice enough guy and a pretty good looking daddy, but he was mainly interested in ogling what I was jacking, my almost exactly 8 inch dick. He jacked me a little but had no interest in getting or giving more than that.But he did say something interesting, “There is another guy here who is interested in a 3-way. He is the good-looking. My hands grab my own breast and squeezes. I stifle a moan as pleasure fills my body. My free hand finds its way between my legs and lightly brushes my tingling pussy. My fingers spreads my labia and touches my cliterous, making my breath hitch in anticipation for the overwhelming pleasure. Slowly, my finger reaches into my wet hole and dips a teasing finger inside to lubricate it before returning to my cliterous. Little circles are drawn around and around. My body spasms, my moans stifled, and.