But it felt real! I think it almost killed Millie. Would have probably killed both of us if Millie didn't come up with her decoy plan. We owe this dog...our lives. No, that was no illusion. At least not how we're used to defining illusions... Rebecca, would you mind carrying the backpack? Millie's doing a great job scouting ahead, but if we do run into trouble, I'd rather not have to spend the extra seconds to shed the pack..." As Rebecca put on the backpack, she noticed Robert had his knife at. We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs. Clark wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, so after we were finished with the work we started doing some laps in the pool. And then just generally horsin around. Mark complimented me on my awesome bod—he said for just 15, I had a great 6 pac, and it was looking like numbers 7 & 8 were about to pop out as well. I actually kinda blushed, cause Mark being a few years older was really looking hot himself. I had a good bit of leg. My anal ring stretched slowly wider then wider still and I moaned deep in my throat and as he entered finally I sighed long and softly feeling his cock fill my colon feeling his thighs rub against the cheeks of my ass his hands were gripping my hips and I was watching him through the mirror in front of me it looked so hot seeing myself being taken that I grew hard myself and I watched my cock dance as he fucked me slowly then faster my hair was flying about long chestnut brown hair that I had. Vic plopped down on the couch. He seemed strangely quiet since the old manpicked them up. His normal behavior would be to throw a temper tantrum. Shelooked outside and saw the old man moving what looked like a slot machine ona dolly. He backed through the door and set it up against the wall."This might keep you amused while I work on your car. It works, I just keepin the back to prevent anyone stealing it when I'm out on the road," he said.Vic looked at Rita and shrugged his shoulders, "Why no?.