I began to wish that I was the one stroking my dads cock and kissing him. The truth be told I was no longer a virgin, I had only done it with one guy ...nd although it wasn't that great it lead me to wanting more. My mom started giggling "Oh John I want you to fuck me so bad right now, give it to me" and just like that my dad jammed his cock(which was enormous, I thought) into my mom and started working her fast. The faster he pounded her, the louder my mom got and the faster I rubbed my sopping. The time before she returned to the "real world".It had been explained from the first day she arrived that only minutes would pass. She was still, technically sitting in the same place she'd left. In her living room, being held down on a sofa while the Correction Agents slipped her mind into Rehabilitation.Her wife, Emily expected, was still being restrained. It seemed odd to think her old partner was still in tears, crying out endlessness to the deaf body. Emily hadn't seen her original wife. ... when a million people come visit my home town to let loose, get drunk and stoned, and flash for beads and more on Bourbon St. Sara and I had been dating for a few months. Things were great and we were about to spend our first Mardi Gras together. It's always weird the first time, because you never know how open or closed they are to the public debautery. Well, I was about to find out with Sara.Of course Mardi Gras is more than just Bourbon Street, and our night started out innocent enough. Our attraction was detestable, our intentions were repulsive, but our desire was greater than it had ever been before. We liked our new skins; we liked them immensely. “Progress needs correction, or it will run astray.” Vita said, “If there is not an antithesis to our purpose, then how can we know if it is right?” “She betrayed us!” Joy narrowed her eyes at me. “She thinks we betrayed mankind long ago.” Vita was still chuckling, apparently quite amused. Joy was not. “They were happier when the.