“Do you have any lube, Mark?“What?”“You know, some nice slippery lube for your wife’s cute ass.”Amy had never agreed to anal sex before. I...was sure she wouldn’t want this. I hesitated a moment. As I looked at his long black penis poised before her asshole I felt a surge of desire in my loins. I went to get the lube.“Lube her up, Mark,” he said, pointing to her rosebud. I squeezed the tube and rubbed it around the orifice.“Good, now put some on my cock.”Shocked, I did as he asked, spreading a. The DHS connected all public information to the warrant, driver’s license, car tag numbers and now the car’s computer GPS and all highway cameras that have tag readers on their system.Big brother was not only watching, it was following and reporting. The days of being on a federal list and hiding were long gone. The one problem was that there was only a tiny fraction of the manpower needed to monitor the system. Thousands of terabits of data were generated; never to be evaluated in a timely. While eying the shop, Jack's view got caught by another rack, packed to the point of bursting with blow-up dolls in every variation, male, female, things in between and even some, that didn't appear to be human altogether.Since this was his first visit to a Sex Shop of any kind, Jack was feeling more than just a little bit out of place, but yet he was fascinated by all the stuff around him, after all there was no one to see him."Uhm, may I help you?"Jack gave a start, as suddenly a voice. "Laura, don't cry now sweetheart. I was just in shock. I just want you to know that I'm not angry with you or anything," Christine said trying to comfort her daughter.Laura's bottom lip quivered as she cried. "Mom, I can explain. Michael and I were just... we were just experimenting."Christine knew that wasn't true. She had heard Laura clearly tell her brother how much she is in love with him between kisses. He had said the same thing to her. If in fact her children were lovers she had to try.