You turn to face me and take my hand, pulling me into the shower with you. I close the door behind me and feel your arms wrapping tightly around my bo...y, holding me, our bodies pressed against each other. Your mouth closes over mine as you kiss me so very passionately, your tongue pushing into my mouth, wrestling with mine. I eagerly return your kisses, my arms folded around your neck, my tits crushed against your broad chest, my stomach poked at by your rock hard shaft. The cascading water. My mind went immediately to pondering the various compression ratios of the race engines my father had built over the years. It was a trick I'd used to sustain longer with Trina over the years. I had made it no further than his third motor, a 440 Mopar, when I felt my balls tighten. Stacey must have sensed it too and stopped sucking."Oh no Freddy boy. Not yet. Ladies first!"With that, she stripped off her thong and climbed up on the chair planting her hot wet snatch in my face. It looked like I. We spent the rest of the evening watching TV with Mum sitting on the far side of Dad, keeping clear of me, until it was time for bed.I lay in bed until Dad left next morning and waited until I heard Mum go to the bathroom for her morning shower. I gave her a couple of minutes and then went down the hall, tapped on the door and walked straight in, saying,"Sorry Mum! Can't wait! I need to pee right away. Just pretend that I'm not here and go on with what you were doing." I flipped my cock out and. ” I remained silent, unable to find proper words. “The police said it was a technical problem, but I wasn’t so sure. I think the board computer got hacked. The navigation system of my car started to behave funny… and I crashed into a bridge. The speedometer indicated 267 mph. That was the last I saw before the airbags knocked me out. I was still conscious when they tried to get me out of the car. My body felt alien, as if it was… transformed into something else. I had to bear the sight of my.