My own father had d**gged me, apparently taken me somewhere for some serious surgeries, and was about to **** me. I think I started to become disconne...ted then from what was happening. Reality though, and my fathers abuse, kept pulling me painfully back."Open you mouth." he said.I did it, I didn't fight, couldn't. I'd woken up into a nightmare, I could barely move, barely think, and I could see that my father had gone to serious lengths to do this to me. I didn't want to see what he would do if. I kissed it and gave it the sniff test. No poop there! It smelled of perfume that resembled Channel #5. I like that perfume. I slumped in my chair and my cock stood straight up. She straddled my knees and cock and soon had her pussy over my throbbing cock. I looked over at my wife and her husband. They were kissing passionately. The boyfriend had one eye closed and one eye open, watching his girlfriend hovering over my cock. As the woman sat on my cock, the boyfriend suddenly sat on the floor. WOW. He was so fucking hard, I could see the veins down the sides, though his thin pants. I could see the head clearly. And it was the size of a small apple! After a while, he was dipping pre-cum!!! I could SEE it wetting his slacks, lol. I was absolutely sticky, I was so fucking wet!!! Anyway, to make a long story short, I invited him out to my car for a ‘breath of air and to chat’. Just so happens, we had parked in a rather dark corner. The very minute he closed the car door, he unzipped his. They have a more superior force than Ironhagen has. I hope what you have for me will turn the tide in our favor, Nate.”As we talked, I noticed the concrete platform of the next station lit by only the light of the moon. The train came to an abrupt stop with metal grinding against metal. The car lurched forward, then backward. I reached into the inside pocket of my overcoat and Electa grabbed my arm.“What are you doing, Nate?”“I’m getting the plans for you, Electa, are you okay?“I’m okay, Nate.”.