"Whoa..." they both exhaled, exchanging swift, stunned glances. Another chirp, and a muscle car settled down on its shocks, blue with a flaming paint ...ob.In disbelief, Ben hit the button again. Chirp, rumble; a giant monster truck. Chirp, rumble; a tiny Shriner parade car, complete with Shriner, waving at them.Jack looked dubiously at Ben, whose face was blank with shock; he was waving back timidly. Ben snapped out of it and used the remote again.Chirp. A gold painted, pimped-out pickup, stereo. In deference to the surrounding unwashed masses, Dawn and Melody kept their bikinis on. Still, they could feel the eyes of men — and some of the women, and all of the boys - around the pool, devouring them, banking the images of the two women for use later in the day, when it would be time to couple with their mates or to masturbate, as the case might be, in each instance aided by the memory of these two incredibly beautiful and edible cunts.Showtime might be spent watching one of the big time. Mrs M was starting to hump back onto his cock as Brian pounded her pussy hard and she looked at me and smiled as Brian pulled his cock out with a load pop.By the time I had pulled my shorts down and moved between her legs I was hard and slid into her slippery mess with ease letting her set the pace.We slowly built up a good rhythm and had a very nice orgasm at the same time.As we relaxed I started to move inside her again and hardened up within seconds, Mrs M moaned and then grabbed my cock and. She had scarcely been awake ten seconds before the cloud engulfed her head and all she could see was swirling smoke. Clara’s vision was only clouded for a second or two. When the smoke lifted from her eyes, she was surprised to find herself in a very dark room, with an illuminated stone pedestal off to her side. She realised that she must me back in the chamber where she discovered the lamp. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the dark (a side effect of now being a genie, she assumed), and it wasn’t.