“Damn, my counterpart sure is clumsy huh?” the voice giggled.Stephanie tore off her fuzzy pants and panties and shrieked as she saw her shaven pus...y lips move like a mouth.“Wha…wha…what the fuck?!" she screamed.“Well, nice to meet you too,” her vagina giggled. “We’re going to have sooo much fun together; just you wait.” Her nether lips smiled as her breasts began to move under her shirt.“Holy shit, they’re alive too?” Stephanie exclaimed.“Nah, don’t be silly. They are a part of me. I can move. He’d left an envelope prominently located on the tool bench, and knew that shortly he’d be hearing the garage door close as he’d directed, hiding her car from view and rendering her at his mercy and disposal until Friday morning. The door closed, and his smile grew as he set the alarm codes that locked the house down. She was his, whether she would soon realise it or not. He opened the door, waiting a few moments after her timid knock, just to build her anticipation and trepidation. As he’d. She had him now, and they both knew it.“Wipe me please,” she said, aware that she was in total command now. “What?” he asked. “You heard me. You have a box of tissues right there on your workbench. Wipe my pussy, please, it’s wet!” she demanded rather impatiently. The old man scrambled to accommodate her, grabbing several tissues in his fist, and gently cleaning the remaining drops of piss from her delicate labia. His dick was throbbing so hard, he was convinced he could actually HEAR it!. They almost had a battle when they got to the little town of Young. There was a road block in Young not reported on the radios. Rob was afraid to go back because of the heavy patrolling around the lake and didn't know how he could go forward because this road block was heavily manned. There was no way to go around the town.He watched the road block through his binoculars for a while. Most of the men were clean shaven and the ones that weren't had neatly trimmed beards. Rob saw a neatly dressed.