It was exquisitely painful as she felt his first physical entry into her body. Then she gasped involuntarily as his hand passed under her loins and sh... could feel his strong fingers grip her ass cheek. It felt like he was using her lower body as a bowling ball with her vagina being the thumb hole. She wondered if he would complete it by jamming a finger into her tiny asshole.As she stood there, she could feel sweat forming and begin to pour off her body. As he tightly gripped her firm ass she. "Then, she lifted up her hand so we both could see her finger. At the tip, it was a bit shitty but it wasn't much, it didn't reach further than to the first knuckle."At least, we have some of your shit here. Sniff it!"She stuck her finger right before my nose, and I smelled my own shit at her finger, my cock getting hard by the thought of it. She withdrew her finger and smelled it herself."Hmmm, not bad... only too bad you can't shit now."Then, her face lit up, obviously she'd gotten an. Making a grimace I swallowed the bitter tasting brew and eventually felt it begin to take effect. Managing to sit up in the bed, I looked around to see my wives clustered around. Giving them all a glare I asked, "What is going on here? Why did you say I killed them?"Elizabeth, as ever the spokesman, said, "You told us not to tell anyone about learning how to fight! We were just doing what you told us." I groaned to myself. At this rate I'll be tagged as a killer. I now have no chance to enter. I then took off my shirt tossed it in the van and looked around again. There was someone about 35 ft away rooting arount in their trunk but they were across the row and the door blocked their view a bit and they were preoccupied. Then I dropped my shorts and underwear and picked them up and put them on the seat as well. I was keeping a good eye toward the rear of the van and with no one there I was in no hurry. I stood there, scratched my nuts, pulled on my dick a few times and just enjoyed the.