In a second both of us were without shirts and I was grinding my hips against his, my wet cunt rubbing against his growing bulge. His hand snaked down...the front of my pants and he pulled aside the fabric of my moist panties and slid his digit within me. I broke from our passionate kissing and gasped. His roughly thrusted in and out. I let out a small moan as he easily slipped another finger into my slick cooze. He quickened his pace and I let out a cry of pleasure. My hands traveled from his. "Let me tell you how my dream differed from yours. It was identical right up to the point where you said we touched hands. I even saw the newspaper with the May 31, 1964 date." Wow," I croaked, feeling a strange tightness in my throat."But I never saw us touch hands," Inez went on. "Here's where it gets ... disturbing. The conversation between our parents was much shorter than you made it out to be when you described your dream. They said a few words to each other and were about to go on their. "What's the matter with Suzie?" She frowned and I knew I had made a mistake."Never mind. Just go back in the TV room like a good boy and mind your own business."I set myself to figuring out what had just happened. Suzie had a carrot under her bed. That meant she had it in bed and pushed it underneath. Suddenly, I understood. She had been trying to put it in her vagina, was trying to make herself larger so I could put my penis in her. She was being punished for something she'd done for us. My. ???? ?You?respoiling my fun, Mabel,? said Frank repeatedly pressing the image capturebutton.???? ?Stop it,Frank, you old pervert.? She may needmedical attention,? said Mabel.???? ?No, I?mall right, thank you, thank you,? said Stacy closing her shirt.? ?I have to go.????? Stacyturned the key and drove off fighting another wave of nausea.? As she turned out of the parking lot, shecould see the interstate less than half-mile away.? Right before the on ramp was a coffee shop.? Realizing there was.