As I looked into her eyes, I knew exactly what she wasfeeling as she slept. It was what I had often felt, that sublimefeeling of satisfaction an eager... throbbing penis gives you as yousleep. After several minutes she sensed that I was looking at her andfinally awoke; looking at me half confused, half desperate. As herconsciousness returned she remembered what had happened the nightbefore and instantly looked down, aware as she did that she had not, asperhaps she had thought, simply dreamed the. On the way home we chatted about old times but he could tell I was a little off. I wanted, needed that hit.We finally made it home. He grabbed his bags and I unlocked the door seemingly not fast enough because I had to pee—really bad. I told him I would be right down, the bathroom was upstairs. I ran up the stairs and did go to the bathroom. When I finished I went right to my bedroom which was right there. I yelled to him and said I was changing into my PJ’s., which I had planned. But before. And she was right; Paulina stared down at her daughter's tight little hole, a hole that she knew her husband hadn't yet touched, and wanted to destroy it. She ignored her daughter's pleas as she held the dildo against Sarah's asshole and then pushed forward with her hips.Sarah's screams tore the air as the rubber phallus stretched her anus beyond anything she would have thought possible. Paulina realized how smart her husband had been to pick this spot when he fucked their daughter; there was. Rivet said, "Vag or bum?" Cheri heard Brent's voice beside her, thenheard Rivet a split-second later. It was like poor dubbing. Or an echo.Cheri said, "Anal." She heard her own voice in feedback. Breathy. Bad-girl femme, like Mae West.Brent/Rivet said, "I took my pill today." Brent, Rivet, whoever you are...."He/they nodded. Cheri noticed the same fractional delay between Brent'snod and Rivet's.The trailer was too far away from Cheri's workstation. It was causinglag.Cheri knew from experience.