I told her that I wouldn’t. I got another kiss on the lips and then a kiss on my cock before she went to bed.First thing Saturday morning I got my d...gital camera and went into Marge’s bedroom. She smiled up at me and told me to lock her door. She told me to get my camera ready then she flipped the covers off her body. There was Marge lying on her back, topless, with her spandex shorts on. Her legs were spread and I could see the bottom of the wine bottle poking out of her. I took several. If that’s the way you want to play it, I might as well call the cops.”“No, please,” I begged again.He laughed. “OK, bitch,” he said, “enough games. Here’s the deal: I’ve been watching you prance around out there long enough to know I want to fuck you. If you go along with that, I promise I won’t call the police.”“You want to fuck me?” I gasped. He nodded and a bolt of terror ran down my spine. “Take it or leave it,” he smirked.My mind was racing. Clearly, there was no way I could let him. Almost at random, but each in some way relating to the nature of what they were before, they become either Pokémon (including several new types), items from the Pokémon games, or "Trainers", who are effectively human, but look like an unuterably advanced 3D cartoon of a person. (Usually looking very similar to who they were before, but sometimes based on a character from the shows, movies, or games...)Within hours the world is in utter chaos. Both Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton are now. When the couple eventually came up for air, Deborah ordered Martin: "You, on your back, on the bed." Yes, ma'am!" answered Martin respectfully. "I love a woman who knows what she wants."John from within his hiding place couldn't believe that his shy demure wife was taking charge of this assignation with Martin.Martin obediently got onto the bed, laying flat on his back in the middle, his enormous erection standing straight up, pointing directly at the ceiling. Deborah knelt alongside him,.