During Ava's demonstration, I was easily able to dial my sight blob into the radar gun's frequency. Once I had it, I ordered my mind to detect frequen...ies ranging from an 'inch' above that frequency through to an inch below "B" on our L-band radar at home. That wouldn't include the UHF-band (it's on the other side of the L-band), but I was only casually interested in that since it had no chance of detecting the angel and UHF-radar wasn't used by movable military units. I'd find a UHF. "You boys be carefull, and have fun!" She said as she walked out to the carport, she put the car in drive and off she went. I got a soda and some lucky charms, the brekfast of champions for 18 year old highschoolers, and went back downstairs. As I came down the stairs, I noticed a small wet spot on the wooden stairs. That must have been where Mrs. Thompson sat and watched us buttfuck each other all night. She had a view of the whole basement, but the corner rested at such an angle, we couldn't. She then stepped up behind me and I felt the cool of lube being applied to my ass. I started shaking in anticipation and prayed that the pain was less this time.I felt the head of the dildo against my asshole as she tried to push it in. It buckled a few times and I heard her chuckle. "I guess I'm using too much lube. Either that, or I need a harder dick." At that moment, she lined it up again and gave a big shove and I felt it plow into my bowels. The initial pain as the head cleared my rectum. "Don't fight it," Lord Phelps said as his fingers pushed deeper inside Amy. A moan that sounded like it was ripped from her body against her will came from deep in Amy's throat as she placed her hands on the old man's shoulders for support. Her whole body jerked as the first wave of orgasmic ecstasy crashed over her."Oh God," Amy said, her voice soft but intense."Yes," Lord Phelps replied as he grasped Amy's swollen Clitoris and stroked it between his thumb and finger."O-h G-o-d," Amy responded.