Gradually I realized the dream was more real than I thought and the bursting part was my bladder not my male juice. I opened my eyes to find a brunett... to my right, a dark headed latin to my left, and a dark faced black hared beauty between my legs. All three were on their knees leaning toward me. Their bare breasts were hanging loose. All were looking at me intently with big smiles while their six hands were playing with my dick, petting my stomach and thighs and squeezing my balls.I gazed in. As Jon's full, thick, veiny, delicious, manly and beautiful cock continued to pound into me, my precum continued to leak out of me. With each thrust, my semi hard cock flung back and forth, maintaining my ecstasy. With his hands gripping my hips, and his cock deep inside me, Jon said, "you like my cock in you, baby?" Calling me "baby" seemed odd, I wasn't a girl, but I began to embrace it, to love it, "Yes, baby , yes!" I cried out. Maybe I could be a girl for him if he wanted. "Fuck me baby,. I groaned and was pushed over the edge with that remark. My balls tightened up and my whole dick spasmed. Steam after steam of thick, ropey, hot semen was pumped out of my balls and shot out my shaft straight into my waiting mouth. As soon as the fist jet of salty jizz had left my cock head I was beginning to regret my choice. I couldn't bring myself to swallow, allowing the sticky man-spunk to build up in my mouth until my cheeks were bulging and I was practically drowning in my own. When the new medicine wasintroduced a lot of old hate powered ideologies collapsed, a lot ofpeople predicted that the golden era of humanity is coming. But peoplecan adapt to almost anything, and soon there were new ideologies thatwas teaching that it is OK to kill some people, it is good and natural.You don't have to hate someone to pull the trigger.So was Bruce. He is smiling politely, but he will not hesitate to killme if I will refuse to join the sect or sell the restaurant for afraction of.