.how right it feels when I'm making love with our daughter." He sighed and said, "When I put my cock in her pussy, it feels like they were..." Made fo... each other?" I finished. "I love you, John and I always will, but, my god, when Scotty's inside me, it's like I've died and gone to heaven." I giggled at my words. "If one can get into heaven after seducing and fucking one's son!"John nodded to show me he understood what I was saying and that he agreed with me. "So, where does this leave us? Do. There are nine guys there plus Shelia, my wife. Everybody’s naked and sweaty. She’s on the pool table, and five of the guys are fucking her. One pounds into her, while she jacks off two, and she does oral sex with two more. Despite the grunting and groaning, and having her mouth full of cock, I hear her laughing and talking with the other naked men surrounding the table. She and they are planning my torture and eventual murder. Somehow, nobody sees me. I look at the guys gang-banging my. "You will notice that like the spit's used for the Jessica 3000, our spit's also allows the meat to breath through hollow air chambers in the spit, Anna will stay alive throughout the entire roasting process" Ron said as the machine continued its work, a small retractable arm came out of the bottom of the machine and started to buzz seconds later Anna's belly was cut open and her guts were falling down the gut slide to a waiting bucket. "The Spartan Spitter does everything for you; all you have. "The consulate has been screaming at the State Department all afternoon demanding an explanation. Apparently he had some kind of seizure or something. He's at the hospital being poked, prodded, scoped and explored every way you can imagine and they can't figure it out. According to the undersecretary that called the symptoms resemble stroke but CT scans and MRI both came back negative. The only thing they can find is what appears to be a rash on his chest in the shape of someone's hand." Gosh,.