Nicotine sounds good, you reach for Shelly, asking her for a cigarette. She says nothing, but a lit clove is handed to you. You inhale deeply, savorin... the taste of it… Somewhere, behind the music, there is a more primal beat. Like sex. Like screams. Like death. It has you excited, you throw yourself into the rhythm. Shelly dances with you, pressing herself against you, whispering in your ear as you pull her close. You don’t know what she said, but it excites you. You taste blood on your lips. "I wanna watch you two pussies making it together," Mike said."Yeah," Brad agreed. "And then we'll take it from there." That's what we were hoping you'd say, Daddy," Lani giggled, exchanging an excited look with her sister."I'll get the dildo out, Sis," Jessie said, running from the room and returning seconds later with a tremendously large double dildo.Brad whistled between his teeth at the sight of the huge substitute cock."Wow! You two bitches really are horny!" Mike said appreciatively as. “If I may make a suggestion,” Bunty chipped in, “Wait until you get home, undress completely and fornicate lewdly yet privately in Charles’s bed.“Uggh,” Mary agreed and she climbed off me. “What must I do to experience the joy of conjunction.”“ ‘tis commonly called having a Fug,” Bunty explained, “Though lord alone knows why.”“Stop the carriage!” I ordered. The Coachman obeyed. I leapt from the carriage, helped Mary to alight too and then ordered Bunty, “Loft her skirts Bunty I have needs. ' She kissed me on my face and smiled also.It was sunny and warm so I took her walking along the seawall. 'Well, this part hasn't changed.' 'Except we will have to use your cane to defend ourselves if the coyotes attack us!' Grandma wrapped herself around me. 'Don't scare me.' I laughed at her expression. 'It's the middle of the day! Grandma, just take my arm and you'll be safe.' After a good half hour, she was getting tired and wanted to rest. I found a quiet area facing the water and set her.