I nodded my consent and he slowly slid his hand over my wife’s knee and up the inside of her thigh.Jay moaned softly as this strange man reached the...top of her inner thigh and brushed his fingers over her pussy lips. She withdrew the silver bullet from her pussy to allow him to explore further and pushed down onto his hand as he slipped one, then two fingers deep inside her.I moved around to the other side of the car and Jay looked up at me through half closed eyes as I opened the door. I. I'm about to do some watering in the back. Are you having fun?" Yeah, I'm having a blast, but I need to ask a favor," my daughter replied, and it was at that moment that Jerome aimed both the camera and his cock at me. Piss began to shoot out from it and onto my chest. I did my best to reply to my daughter as normally as possible, inquiring what her request was."It's just that the girls have planned to go out tonight to a nice restaurant, and I was hoping you could transfer some money into my. How was it possible? He wasn't Jesus Fooking Christ. He couldn't walk on water. There was no way he should be just floating here.Something had changed the water beneath him, turned it into some form of weird translucent jelly.He heard a girlish giggle from the far end of the pool. Awkwardly propping himself up on his elbows Benchley was greeted by yet another bizarre sight.A young woman sat on a rock. No, not a young woman, it was a fooking mermaid. A fooking mermaid — the sway of her hips ran. " Yeah," he sighed. "I know exactly how that works. I always seemed to wind up doing what my wife wanted." He drained the beer that he had been nursing for a while and decided he could handle one more, so got one from the refrigerator and went to sit across the dinette table from Catalina. He knew he would be there for a while; in normal circumstances it doesn't take long to heat up a couple cans of beef stew, in practice the microwave was so small and weak that it would take a few.