I can't stand waiting any longer, Dale. Fuck me!"Bill stroked Regina's tits and she rolled her back into the flagpole of his cock. He said, "She sure ...ounds like her mother."Regina stared avidly at the young people, and saw her son's rigid prick slide into her daughter's pussy. It was a lovely, unforgettable sight, she thought, and one that she would forever treasure. She heard the gasp from Monica's lips, and the sigh of delight from Dale's open mouth."They're fucking," she said softly aloud.. ." she started, backing away suddenly, "I ... I have to tell you something..." Of course," Tim said looking at her with affection."It's just that ... I mean ... I'm ... or rather, I'm not..." KATHY!!!!!"Kathy and Tim jerked apart as Julie raced towards them."Mom said I could help you with the backyard. Can I help? Can I? Can I? Can I?" Of course you can, Julie!"Jolted back to reality, Kathy thanked her lucky stars that she hadn't gone through with her confession. What was I doing? Kathy thought. As incredible as it sounds, you can even die from water intoxication. If you drank 1.6 gallons of water in an hour, you would overload your kidneys and die. That said, if you managed to drink 1.6 gallons of water in an hour, you deserved acclamation for both endeavour and insanity.So, too much of a good thing is definitely not good for you.But what about too much of a bad thing?David Peterson was quite a normal man. He was about five-foot-ten-inches tall. He had short, black hair, usually a bit. Finally, the doors were closed and slowly the train began to move. Even that small movement forward rocked me a bit on my feet. It was imperative that I grab on to the pole. My arm stretched and strained outward, using every ounce of strength that I had. Finally, straining and stretching to the limit, I was able to make contact, my fingertips barely able to hold on to it. My whole body now seemed totally locked in one spot. My arm was not quite over a shoulder; it was more like it was reaching.