I then slowly rubbed her little ass hole with my mushroom head as her bodytrembled. It felt so nasty but so good. Mom pressed a littler harder against...my dick, so I then began pushingback against her anus. Mom’s juices and my cum from earlier, had run down intomom’s butt and her little back door hole was well coated, as well as my dick. Ipressed and watched in awe as the head slowly entered her butt hole. It wastight and hot as hell in her back hole. The left over shit made it easy to enter. It was weird. It wasn't...wholly unexpected. She has kissed me before. Just...you know...goofing around. But her hand came up behind my head, and held us together. And she slipped me the tongue. I-I haven't ever kissed anyone like that before. I mean I know about it and thought about it and all. I had a couple of guys I wad hoping to be the first...but...I don't know, it was weird. Then we hear the cracking of branches and twigs, the crushing of leaves. And she lets go. We look around and. .. uh... I was... uh just getting some... something," Amy said, her words sticking in her throat. Then she turned and rushed to the closet. Suddenly, she had no idea what she was looking for.Thomas had a wide grin on his face as he went back outside to help John with the grill. A few minutes later a more composed but still flustered Amy came back outside.The three of them sat on the patio, ate dinner, and had a few beers as they talked about this and that. When dinner was done and quite a few. When I'm finished they look at each other but no onespeaks for some time."It must be a computer program," Poppy says."I remember something the doctor said," Julia speaks slowly, as ifcarefully recreating the conversation in her head, "When you were in thehospital after the shooting. He said your consciousness, Mark's that is,would have to be sent to some sort of central computer." She goes quietand Poppy and I both look at her. "Maybe that's where you were?" We talkfor what seems like hours..