Racing games, fighting games, tank combat games, Skee-ball, even foosball (table soccer) - I womped them. They even had a racing game that you could r...ce against ten people at once, so we all raced against each other. John won, 'cuz he spun me out and I crashed into the wall and blew up.We must've done 50 different games and that didn't cover half the games there.It was about 4:00 when Pablo noticed the sky "ain't clear anymore". Andy agreed and said we'd better head home - those clouds looked. She then slid what felt like a medium sized butt plug up my ass. I moaned softly.The last few months had been a wild ride as Cindy introduced me to dildos, butt plugs and even her fist shoved in my ass.When I met Cindy, she had just broken up with her girl friend. She was my first and only bi girlfriend, or the only one that I knew of. One night she said that she really wanted to fuck me in the ass with her strap on and crazily I said, yes. Happily, my ass has never been the same.She stepped. Shock filled his faceas he strained to make out her rank. "Yes, lieutenant, what can I do foryou?"From where we stood, we could make out Demmit sizing her up."I just arrived, Admiral. Lt. Philamina Smith, sir." She saluted.Admiral Demmit returned salute with a weak smile. "Lt. Smith, what can Ido for you?" Admiral, I was wondering if there was some place to talk...privately,sir? I have been engaged to deliver to you, a most secret parcel." Minatold him softly, tapping her purse a few times.. I lay lounging in my panties and t-shirt, my painted red toenails like beacons at the far end of my long legs, matching my equally red nails on my manicured hands.Red is a suggestive color not lost to women, a color that both inflames and arouses, the hue inside the soft flesh of our labia, mimicked by red lipstick on lips that cover another desirable feminine orifice with warmth and moisture, within for men to prod, enjoy, and seed, the essence of our existence, only my lips were bare, soft.