Choosing a combination of flipped switches, I caused a boom to appear bearing a sling which I climbed into. The boom swung out over the oasis pool a ...owered me in beside my young lady. Once in the deep water, I had the freedom of a fish. Claire and I frolicked, played, and gloried in swimming in the nude. Finally, we crawled out onto a small bed of grass. My cock was a poor lifeless pole because of hard fucking and cold water. Claire’s cunt was young and full of zest so I supposed she was. Here I felt safe, I felt protected. I named it my ‘White Place’.By unknown means I became aware of another presence, but it was far, far away. As time passed, I became convinced that it was Jo. What did that mean? Were we both alive, both dead or both in some sort of limbo?I felt a growing pressure to be somewhere else but I resisted.Being somewhere else would be like opening the box containing Schrodinger’s cat: I would definitely be either alive or dead. I didn’t want to be dead because I. The silky lube moistened his pucker in the cool air of the bathroom.'It feels wide but it's not that bad. Rebecca has already fucked you with bigger toys. Just fucking do it already!'Zack pressed the latex sheathed handle into his rosebud and it slowly yielded to the pressure.“AGGGGHHHH! FUCK!!!”He stopped after the first few inches. When someone else did it, you couldn't do anything but react to the pain and discomfort. In a way, it was harder to do it to yourself because you had to both deal. “How do you know?” she insisted, still whispering.“I don’t know… I just do. Just act normal. Go take your shower. God, you’re horny!” he laughed, still in a whisper.“Fine!” she whispered back.She went into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and turned on the water to let it get hot. Then she went to her room and picked out some clothes and underwear, laid them out on the bed like she always did, and headed to her bathroom. As she stepped into the shower, she saw her mom heading to the master.