”“You don’t look much better. Guess you not up to any ‘Kung Foo Fighting’ are you?”“Oh, God. Don’t you start that, too.”“The opera...or wanted to know which Bruce Jones I wanted on the phone.”“Maybe if I kill that other Bruce then people will stop learning about my middle name.”“Oh, cruel world, how my fate is your folly,” I told him.“More like cruel parents. My conception was at a drive-in Bruce Lee movie. My mom blamed me on him, when she should have blamed my horny dad, and defective. I moaned in pleasure as he did it. Then he took his fingers out. I stayed on all fours, moving my ass slightly, desperate for him to keep fingering me. I heard him go back into his drawer, then I felt something bigger against my hole. Jack began to slide something inside me. It was much thicker than his fingers. I turned my head and could see him working a 6 inch butt plug inside me. “Take it you slut, that’s it.” I relaxed my ass, clenching my teeth as the thick butt plug slowly penetrated me.. By Thule's understanding, things had gotten rather tense between the two of them when they'd been shipboard, but they seemed to have become fast friends since then.Thule watched Ioke as she walked to a couch with Gayle. Dressed in a green sundress with a bamboo pattern and smiling, she looked more like her old self than any time since she'd gotten back to America. She wasn't entirely back to normal, but Thule had been coming to realize how much that normalcy had been an illusion in the first. Peter told me you was William Herschfeldt or something. But that's too much of a mouthful for a girl like me." She giggled. "So what d'ya want me to call yer?"Bill put his hands behind his head and allowed the two girls to do whatever they wanted. "Name's Bill but I like 'Uncle Willy'."He lay back and allowed the girls to kiss him, watched as they worked their way down his body. They progressed slowly moving their tongues in circles around a nipple each before taking them in their respective.