It was a small motorcycle, with the key still in it, probably belonging to one of the children around here, who even though probably told not to leave...the key in it, forgot and left it anyway. Hopping on it, he cranked it several times. The suits bursted out of the side door, just as the motorcycle’s engine reeved up, and the motorcycle went into action. A few shots were fired missing him, but hitting the engine and the fuel lines, which started some major leaks. Heavy Metal Thunder was just. But whatever happened, he decided to blame me for his wife stabbing him and disappearing. So he let me go. Anyway not used to being cut free—I'm a guy that is used to being busy—I had a lapse of character and my second wife left me. For the first time in twenty years I had no job and no spouse and my kids lived somewhere else. I had never felt so alone and forgotten and disrespected, so I got lost. Thankfully I bumped into Amy Madison and rediscovered my purpose. That case and its success gave. They made love over and over again, until finally a thought crossed 'Nette's mind."What happens if I get pregnant in this body?" gasped the woman Victor had become.The man Lara had become smiled and said, "You know the Republicans, no abortions for transformed individuals!"Then the man Lara had become told 'Nette not to worry about it; she'd make an excellent birth-mother and he would be making a good living from the discoveries they had just made. And after the baby is born, we can switch. Both women held still as I took hold of Tina's hips and pushed again. This time I was half way in. One more shove and I was buried balls deep in Tina's tight ass. My wife kissed my balls as they hit her in the face. We all started to get into a good rhythm. The girls were licking each other and I was pumping in and out of Tina's shit tube. The more I did it the faster and harder I did it. After I had slammed myself deep up into Tina's hot, tight shitter I pulled out and Joan put me.