Instead we drove on for the length of the lake. It was a very short drive and thankfully, uneventful. The sabre-tooth tigers watched us pass by them w...th indifference and we thanked fate for putting them on the other side of the lake. We stopped again when we reached the upper course of the river. It was slightly deeper but just as wide and just as full of rocks and debris. It was lined on both sides by tall grasses and clusters of marshland reeds. Naturally, neither girls wanted to go beyond. The toy's lips parted around the head of my cock, and I slowly slid it down, watching it swallow me until I was buried deep inside. Early models of this toy had been a simple sheath to masturbate with, but this new version was something more advanced. I groaned as I felt the interior of the toy warm and mold around me, taking on the now-familiar contours of her pussy. I bit my lip as the toy tightened around the base of my shaft, and then that tightness moved up and back down. It felt like my. He was staring at his breakfast, absentmindedly poking his bacon and eggs with a fork."Morning," said Melissa."Um," he replied and kept poking the scrambled eggs."Everything right?"He looked up at her and shook his head. "Everything is fucked up." Yeah," Melissa sighed, "I know what your mean." Why?" he asked and looked up again. "What happened?"Melissa squirmed in her chair. "Well, it was... let's just say it wasn't good... I guess your mood pretty much describes my morning."Philip put down. Feel how stiff it is, yet how soft at the same time. Feel the fleshy knob, trace your finger around the hood, you know what that hood rim is going to do to you?" he said, softly with a deep voice. "Yesss," Chelsea said, staring at the cock. His words were having the desired hypnotic effect. He hadn't even touched her, yet she could feel the heat in her dampening pussy growing and spreading. He was turning her on with the thought of fucking! "Now, kiss the tip. Rub the head of the cock across.