Let me tell you, I was really self-conscious about my size and about being nude in front of other people. I just wanted to crawl into a hole when I ma...e my grand entrance sporting wood ... not that anyone could really tell the difference,” he laughed grabbing his modest crotch.“Yeah, I still remember your face that day, Tom,” Mr. Brookings chimed in. “I thought you were gonna have a heart attack.” Turning to me he said, “Nice to see you again, Charlie! Yeah, Your Dad got me that way, too. He. ? I'd been standing behind my chair, watching Cindy’s tongue polish the seat.? I walked around and knelt on the chair, facing the backrest.? Sticking my ass out I told her,"There's still some spit back there, my love.? Would you take care of it?? Get on your feet."Bending at the waist so her breasts dangled towards the floor, my Cindy licked the spit off my ass, working her way to the center.? When she got there she gave me a quick rimjob before sticking her pink tongue out as far as she could. "Don't forget, we're dealing with something that can re-write what we see as real. Maybe ... I dunno. Maybe I did have time to completely write that routine, and then made myself forget it? Or ... something," he finished weakly."Why on earth would you make yourself forget what you'd done?" I asked. "How does that make any sense at all?"Brock shrugged."Maybe he didn't make himself forget." This from Lisa, who spoke up unexpectedly and then seemed to wilt a bit from all the attention that was. “Ohhhhh…” she sighed, another orgasm rising. Jeff slid his finger into her all the way, and held it there as he began to fuck her as hard as possible. “UNHHHH! UNHHHH!” she whined, cumming. He could feel Amy’s anus squeeze and release his finger, and her tight pussy convulsed around his dick as well. She couldn’t catch her breath, her orgasm was powerful. He was losing it as well. He pumped her a few more times before pulling his cock and finger out of her. His cock spurted cum even as he was.