I stopped at the booth and went around and unlocked the water pistols. “I think it will work,” I said. I squeezed the trigger and water shot out.�...�I have an idea,” Cindy said. She climbed over the counter and sat on top of the clown.“Aim for me instead of the clown,” she said.I aimed the pistol as a stream of water soaked her T-shirt. Her nipples were clearly visible behind the wet shirt. She giggled loudly.“No, silly. Lower!” she said as she unbuttoned her jeans, revealing a neatly trimmed dark. Immediately my anus locked around the tip and contracted a few times. I pulled it out then started to push it back in. This time it gripped and wouldn't let go, suddenly convulsing on my finger like it was a mouth sucking on it. The feeling on the inside was amazing. My colon reacted to my finger contracting and releasing. It felt so sensitive on the inside touching my finger. After a minute the contractions stopped and my anus relaxed, so I decided to pull it out and push it back in. This time. Fuck me the way my limp dick husband never could.”“Oh Debbie!” cried Neil. “How could you?”“You set down and watch, bitch,” said Tyrone to Neil, “and Debbie will show you how she can.”And Neil did. And I did. I was glad the dialog portion of the act seemed to be over, as I didn’t really like saying such mean things to anyone, whether he was paying for me to or not, and didn’t feel like I was very good at it. Fuck acting was a lot easier than dialog acting, at least for me.I was mostly just. The King looked puzzled, so I didn't push the point. "Let's try that."I directed the priest to hold the ring and King's hand as he invoked the link. Because Lasahn wasn't present, I didn't really expect it to work well, but perhaps it would be enough to get past a block. The priest nodded at me."Try to whisper your daughter now, Your Majesty," I directed him."Lasahn?" the old man spoke aloud, not necessary for a whisper spell but convenient for us. "Lasahn! Thank the Gods! I can hear.