He got in behind me and soon we were admiring each other's bodies. We started to lather each other up, slowly working our way to each other's cocks. I...m about 7", uncut, average thickness. As his cut cock grew harder, I could see it was shorter, maybe five or six inches, but very thick. It felt great in my hand as we lathered each other.Then Dave grabbed me and kissed me. It was so forceful and surprising and I had never really thought about kissing a man before, but before I knew it my mouth. They struggled, but as tightly bound as they were, it was useless. As we waited for the toxin to do its work, I spoke to the ladies."In a few minutes these men will be paralyzed and voiceless, as well as unable to close their eyelids. For the moment, they are still able to achieve an erection, but that, alas, will be a temporary condition. They will, however, be able to see, hear, and feel pain. These effects will be permanent and irreversible. To survive, these men will have to have constant. Not even when I was sleeping. This morning is different. I am dreaming of our realtor. I don’t know if it is a product of having a split-brain or some other anomaly, but when I dream, I often seriously think about real-world things.In my dream, I am sitting at my desk, and the song Faith by George Michael is playing. In walks Sorrel. She spins my chair, so I am facing her, and she starts dancing to it. She ends up doing a lap dance/striptease. My head is so fucked up that I start thinking about. From her cubicle, Madame Chassa waved one of her large four-digeted hands, and the two new whores that Jack had passed on his way in made their way towards the newcomers’ table.“Well, they are not here for me. Rayden knows better than to send men in here of all places, and he would never send kids after me either.” These scrubs were far from the likes of Khogoshh. Jack removed the hand from his gun and gulped down the rest of the drink. The burning sensation and the fizz from the drink made his.