"What's so funny?" I asked. "I was telling the truth." I know you were, Honey," she said. "But my dumb-assed ex has no idea that his dream woman is mo...tly plastic. It's probably going to take a lot of your money to keep her looking like that."I shook my head. It all seemed like a dream, but my anger was rising. Shannon told me all of it. She told me how they met. And what Anne's ultimate plan was. They'd been discussing options and thought they had figured out the best way to get rid of me, or. Peter wriggled against him, not to be free, but to feel their bodies together. Their breasts and dicks rubbed against each other in heated passion.They separated and David slowly went down to his knees. He paused at Peter's breasts, taking the time to generously suck and fondle both orbs before licking his way down to Peter's crotch. He took Peter's dick, already quite hard, and kissed it, putting half the dickhead into his mouth. Using his tongue, he massaged it, tasting the pre-cum that was. “You ARE good. Shitttt...” After I let Shelly recover, there was one thing and one thing only she wanted in her pussy: my dick. “I need you in me, Will. Like, right now!” I was more than happy to oblige. I started out slow and rubbed my dick on her pussy. “Ready?” “R-Ready.” Shelly let out a squeal when I entered her, pushing on her hymen. “You alright?” “Y-Yeah. Keep going.” With one final push, I had finally entered Shelly all the way and felt the inside of her pussy, velvety and burning hot. I knew that he was baiting me, and I knew I shouldn't play his game. But I couldn't seem to stop."She's only dead if you let her stay dead," he yelled. "All I need is ten minutes and I can make her live again." You're lying," I yelled back."You've seen what the machine can do," he bellowed at me. "OK, sure, I would lie if I had to. But ask yourself this: doesn't it make sense that if I can rewrite reality that I could bring her back? Eh? That I could, if I wanted to?" No!" Why not?" he tried.