We all gawked as the compromised blue top shifted and strained as her muscles contracted and relaxed.Ernesto looked confused, like he was on Candid Ca...era, but he didn’t look scared. “This is some kind of trick, Gloria,” he spat at his wife.But she didn’t hear. She was gawking in disbelief at Becky’s overinflated physique. She looked as confused as Ernesto, but she was smiling.“No trick,” Becky said, resting her hands on her hips. “Just girl power. Pure, unadulterated girl power. You get thwee. .. this is not something I can fix. We would need a good repair shop to get this baby running again." Shit! Shit! Shit!" In panic Joanna began walking back and forth besides her son. "What are we going to do?" She put her head in her hands and squatted down next to the jeep."Let me think a moment," said Jack. He took out his compass and unfolded the map. He stared at them for some time trying to figure out where exactly they were. Remembering a trick he learned in one of the books, Jack was. My cock head splits and my balls unleash a cannon blast of boiling hot spunk.I pull you tightly to my chest and we spin through the void like a rollercoaster in zero gravity, my cock spurting again and again and again until its bubbling out around the seal like a burst dam.Her mouth finds mine when the spurts slow to a trickle. We battle lazily with tongue and nails and teeth until she pulls away, gasping.“More,” you demand, hips grinding, pussy corkscrewing around my painfully over sensitized. .." Freddie, remember what happened there, and how it changed the way he felt about her and what made him run from her in the first place. "If you are the writer here, why not just scratch everything you've written since this yourself and start all over. Why make me a part of it?" Oh that's easy," he said, straightening his tie. "If I had done that it would have been cheap storytelling. Just as bad as if I just had you wake up from a dream after the island murders, which by the way, you should.