"I understand it no other way, dearest wife."She shivered. "Are you cooled off?" Most of me, I think."She looked around, the moonlight glinting off th... wind-blown chop. "Get us blankets. This is too beautiful to give up right away." In a flash I returned with the blankets and wrapped the two of us as we sat in the cockpit."Jo, angel, I love you." That's good, Stoney," she said, "Considering that you're my husband." So who's gonna know this upon our return to civilization?" I asked."Everybody.". Looking down at his clipboard fumbling through page after page glancing up at you you ask "Uhm, doc? Is something wrong?" U... uhmm, to be honest.. you shouldnt be talking, or even be awake" he answered, still with an astonished look."And, why is that?" You asked knowing it should be an obvious question."Uhm.." he looks over at the young lady who just claimed to be your mother and she reluctantly nods showing her approval. He sighs and takes a deap breath, "Well, you were in a really bad. I ordered a drink and waited for my companions to arrive. About ten minutes later, two of the most beautiful dark and handsome men walked in and tapped me on my shoulder."Hello. My name is Duncan and this is Trevor. Are you Beth?" Yes. So nice to meet you both. Please sit down. Would you both like a drink?" We'll both have a coke with Jack Daniels."The bartender came over and I ordered the drinks. I was pleased that they both were so handsome. They were dressed in suits. I was aroused and horny. My mind reeled with excitement…with the intensity and sensual intimacy of the moment. I longed to taste that magnificent turd hanging menacingly over my face. I desired more than ever to prove my worthiness by dutifully eating my Mistress’ shit straight from her lovely anus! Eventually, the stool fell and lodged in the back of my throat with the other end protruding at least five inches from between my parted teeth and lips like some monstrously thick cigar. Mistress Justine leaned forward,.