Adriana gave out a whimper sound and her body shuddered. She felt that she was blown up in to thousands of pieces by the eruption of pure pleasure. Ho...ever, when she collapsed on top of Brian, a wicked thought jumped into her mind, “I came, Brian came, did that girl cross the lake come too, when she saw us climaxed at the same time?”As I watched their smoldering mutual orgasm, my final breathless thrills joined them in searing heat and as my own molten orgasm peaked and receded. As I watched. Not on purpose! I’ve never Purged! But if you do this, so help me, next Purge, I’ll gut you like a fish!”“Just for that, no rape option for you. Dale, take your pick ... torture for Leslie ... or murder? And you have to do it, or so help me God, I’ll blow off your cock right now!” Aunt Myra insisted, just before Lindsay attacked her with a lamp.“That’s for killing the only Daddy that I ever knew, cutting him, and cuckolding him with that prick Barry, my sperm donor! Daddy was a wicked man, but. Nancy brightened things up. I enjoyed listening to Mom and Nancy remembering old times. I hadn't seen Mom laugh in so long. The two of them drank wine with dinner and Nancy convinced her that I should get some experience with drinking wine with dinner. Best of all though, besides the time Nancy spent with me when Mom was at work, was the huge stack of OLD Batman Comic books she brought me. She had been a little embarrassed even showing them to me figuring someone my age would be "more. . alcohol tends to loosen morals. So what’s your name?”“Surprise,” I held up a hand. “You know Abbot and Costello?”“I’ve heard of them.”“The first baseman ... what’s his name?”“What’s on second,” he chuckled. “Who’s on first.”“Exactly,” I said. “My name is Surprise Me Flintkote.”He grinned, “Really?”“Really.” I said, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”“What do your people call you?”“Wait ... what? My people call me Surprise, Melody or Trouble. Your turn.”“John Beavers...” he said.“From?”“Beavers.