She looked up just in time to see the blob headed for her. She started to kick back, and held her arms out in front of her to stop it from hitting he... head.It wasn't headed for her head. The blob shot underneath her skirt and directly into her vagina. It penetrated her. It was as though an expander had pushed her vagina wide open beyond its limits, as the blob entered her. Buck fell over onto the floor. Her breathing became very labored. The blob was moving deep inside her. It felt as. "Megan gave him a narrow look, the kind that lets you know drunk logic is at work. "We came right here. Didn't change. But I got 'em." Oh really? Can you prove it?"Prove it. The challenge was laid, the glove cast down. "OK, mister Randy, I live right over there..." -- an arm swept vaguely toward the north -- "... and thass where they are. You don't believe me, I'll go change and you'll see. Party cloze," she concluded smugly."Aw, Meg, you're too wasted. You go home now and we'll never see you. After the trip they had gotten married and, from what he could see, were still as interested in each other – both romantically and physically – as they must have been at eighteen. They told him other stories, many involving the ’57 Chevy. This car had become an automotive icon. The distinctive tail fins, the chrome. Not to mention it had the first of the big block V-8 engines Chevrolet had put in an auto. Fred had the largest, the 283 cubic inch, and with the light weight car, it provided. Dave stood over by the door staring at her naked body. As Dave stared, she said Ernie moved up against her and he leaned into her and quietly told her to, "Spread your legs." She said she spread her legs about shoulder width. Ernie reached between her legs and began to slide his fingers into her. When he did she said was expecting we were going to have sex in front of Dave. Then, Ernie bent her over and he moved up to her and slid his cock into her and began to slowly slide it in and out of.