It could not be! The fish did not speak!“There is no one else here, Eric!”I did turn, not even knowing holding Mördaren before me. The huge back ...f the fish and the sharp fin was above the water and so was most of his head. The immense fish had his head turned so it could look at me and right behind it the yellowish skin for the mark. It must be another illusion, perhaps a clever holo projection. Even though my mind raced to find thousand logical and illogical answers, I knew the fish was real. "We followed the men back into the main room of the house without a word. I looked for my uncle but didn't see him anywhere. Instead I felt a hand move up the back of my leg and into my trunks. I stood still. Greg continued to walk away. Within a second I felt a finger poking my asshole. I adjusted my stance slightly allowing the finger to penetrate my ass. The unseen man shoved hard until his finger was buried as far up my ass as it would go. No one else seemed to notice what was going on as. She asked what I was thinking about when she walked in on me playing with myself. I began to stammer. She said that she had had fantasies that it was about her, and that she had fantasized that we had had sex right in bathroom.Then she sat on my lap and my stiff cock poked her in the leg. She said, “So, it was about me.”I said, “Yes, I have had many fantasies about you.”She began to stroke my cock and I asked about her husband. She said, “He is out of town on business. Don’t worry about him.”. “You know what they are.” She leaned across to kiss me. Annie turned to face the front of the car, blushing.Tom caught us kissing in his rearview mirror. “Please, you two—get a room.”“We’ve got one, thanks,” I said. “And if you put you foot down and get us home, we can make good use of it.”Annie must have been really mortified now—even the backs of her ears had gone red. “Now look,” said Tom. “You’ve embarrassed my poor, innocent wife.”Everyone, including Annie, laughed. Annie’s embarrassment.