Tenchi came to realize, oddly enough, that it was that earlier existence which had been the illusion.The world he was now in some ways forced to live ...n was actually far closer to the truth!Worse, still! Only recently, he had begun to realize how comfortable he'd become with this new existence, in spite of the insanity!"The keeper has become one of the inmates!" He muttered, smiling ruefully. Sliding the entryway door open, walking inside. All the while, blissfully unaware he was being. " What!" Excuse my obstinacy, Monsieur le Prefet, but I say that, when some one enters a room and does not go out again, he is still in that room." Hiding?" said M. Desmalions, who was growing more and more irritated."No, but fainting, ill—dead, perhaps." But where, hang it all?" Behind that screen." There's nothing behind that screen, nothing but a door." And that door—?" Leads to a dressing-room." Well, Monsieur le Prefet, Inspector Vérot, tottering, losing his head, imagining himself to be. I alternated back and forth, spendinga few moments on one stiff cock before turning my attention to theother. Both guys were groaning as I sucked one cock while fondlingthe other. I quickened my pace and their breathing became labored,their groans louder."Almost there," I thought.With Peter's hefty prick halfway down my throat, his knees grewwobbly as he held onto my head. Sensing his soon-to-be orgasm, Ifrantically sucked and fisted his cock."Aaaahhh! Aaaahhh! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Peter cried as. There wasn't much traffic at this point. I didn't want to draw a whole bunch of attention to myself. I had an idea. There was a truck stop about 25 miles away, and it was always packed with people coming in off the interstate. I started driving, and before I knew it, I had my fingers in my pussy, trying to shove my whole fist up there. I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed the cucumber, and adjusted myself on the seat so I could slide it in my wet, fat, pussy. "ohhhhh yyyeeessssss!!" I said. I.