" Wendy, you walked in the john ... five minutes later you walked out." Yeah, great watch." Wendy started laughing."What's so funny about getting shot..." I asked."Darling, love of my life," she cooed. "The boxes are fake. There's a lot of wiring that leads no where." Eww," said the kids. "Mushy stuff."I glared at them, "I remember when I found out my parents were still having sex after I was born. Very disturbing. They had already produced perfection ... why was a lesser being necessary?" Eww!". BIGGER!!! God I was so full in there!!!I squeezed, trying to push it out... take this thing out of my butt, youbiiiiiiiiitttttcccccccchhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The thoughttrailed off in my mind as she turned on the vibrator in the plug... Ohshitwhatthefuck..... oohhhhhhffffuuuuuuucckkkkk....... don'tclimaxmeyouBITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt myself gushing involuntarily,and reddened, feeling more abased as everything I felt through my erogenouszones told me I was completely under. He once again entered from behind and continued with his humping making me go high and crazy in pure ecstasy. Slowly our motions became quicker and quicker.After 10-15 minutes, finally I began to emit the jets of my orgasm again; Oooppss! He also at last, came inside my pussy. Both of our bodies became locked–fluids were flowing from both of us and intermingling making poodles of white liquid on the floor. Both of us were wet with heavy sweat-bath and were damn tired. We rested for 10 minutes. Afterwards, we rode his bike to the local lake where they had pedal boats rented out by the hour. Daylight was fading as we got out into the middle of the lake. I held his hand as I put my head on his shoulder. He was as physically fit as I was, and we had no trouble with the boat. There was a slight breeze blowing, and with our knowledge of drift we had no trouble keeping the boat steady. The lake was shaped like a kidney, and we headed to the other side. Once there, we stopped pedaling and.