Butch waived at the fans with a patting motion, trying to quiet the tumult. Gripping the podium with both hands, he nodded agreement with the crowd. T...e dildo shimmied in his ass. He wondered whether his sphincter would pop for the plug end that crammed between his ass-cheeks. "Folks," he schmoozed. "OK, folks," he ventured again. But the crowd was making it own party. The hoopla was becoming frenzied. Butch signaled to the muscle-head at the control panel. The house lights dimmed and the stage. " she sobbed softly, arching backward, feeling the pressure of his cock against her tight, burning asshole. "Oh, God! Johnny', Johnny!" She began to try and stuff the head of his cock into her asshole. "Help me, Johnny! "she cried out." Oh, please, help me! Push, baby! It's okay there! Push, honey! " Johnny began pressing the head of his cock against his mother's asshole.His balls throbbed as he tried to peer down, watch what was happening. His mother was crying, but he knew by the. As soon as Radha opened her main door, she saw some curious neighbour’s outside quipping about the strange screams they heard.Radha gave a vague explanation that she slipped and got her leg sprained. That’s why she screamed. One of her neighbours mischievously stated that if she was not a widow. They would probably have felt she was having sex with her husband in the bathroom.Radha smiled sheepishly, thinking that her neighbours were right. Karan also smiled. Knowing fully well that this would. " When Barry looked up again Natalie was gone. His full consciousness began to return as if he woke from a dream. Suddenly Barry felt a rush of wind and saw a blur of trees on either side of him. The blur on either side slowed to a leisurely pace. He felt the sensation of lying face up, traveling chin first, up a hill. Barry realized his head had been transformed into a shiny black leather bicycle seat. He was mounted face up, on the hot pink ten-speed.He began to realize what Natalie had done.