The heat was extreme as we followed a creek along an old logging road hoping to come across a swimming hole. My old car had no air conditioning and we...were dressed in our least restrictive clothes. On me this meant an old tee shirt, a swim suit and a pair of boat shoes. On my wife, Georgia, this consisted of a bikini under a pair of cut off shorts and sandals. She was about 22 at the time with blue eyes and firm breasts that filled up the cups of the bikini top very nicely. Her body was taught. In fact, I couldn't feel my hand at all. I couldn't feel anything. No arms, no legs, no nothing. I had no sensation of my body whatsoever.After realizing that fact I noticed that I couldn't tell which way was down either.I started to panic.... Well, not really. For some reason I couldn't muster up the energy to panic, or to be scared or, well, anything really.What the hell was going on here? If I'm dreaming then it's a pretty shitty dream. Am I dead? Is this limbo or something? Couldn't be. I grinned to myself before I turned around and said to her, “Did you want to come along?” A devilish smile spread across her lips and I could see she thought she had won. She slowly slid off her seat and sauntered toward me. She stopped as her body pressed to mine and whispered in my ear, “I thought you’d never ask.” A deep soft moan registered from my gut as I heard her soft breath and words fill my ears. Oh the things I wanted to do to her. My body shuddered inside as I thought of the things. She the pleasure of her boobs being sucked and Kenned and her cunt being stuffed was a different feeling and I got up and made her sit on me and made her to sit in me with my tool in her pussy in and it went in quite a lot and my tip was touching something inside and she was going crazy because of itIt was very nice and because of this she started to tighten her pussy walls and Her breath was getting heavier and heavier and She f, she was spent but she wanted a little more and I was not.