As I slide the strap on into your ass you moan so loud I stop ‘Am I hurting you?’ I ask worried. ‘NO! Don’t stop! It’s amazing!’ you say b...eathlessly. I keep going, pushing deeper and deeper into your virgin ass. Now that I am in, you start grinding your hips, as if you are fucking me, but really it’s your ass that is taking the assault. You reach down to grab your still hard cock to start stroking it. I stop you, ‘Don’t touch yourself” I demand, ‘hands behind your head’… you lay back. Unlike you, Henry. I know how you love it when I fuck you, especially if someone is sucking on your cock at the same time." I do like that. A woman is great, but a guy is even better, think we could get the asshole to fill the bill? Maybe he would take a cock in his mouth even if he won't take it in the ass." I doubt it. I think you are stuck with my whore."Susan told Bonnie to lie on the sand, and Henry got on all fours over her, lining his cock up with her mouth. Susan got in behind him and. The drummer is going to love this piece of music.Our foray into country music was next. Alan Jackson’s “Remember When.” Both ladies said they had never heard of it, but they would give it their best.I had Mom play it through once.“Ooh, that is pretty,” Jenn said. Mom stopped and said, “Let’s do it. I have someone coming in ten minutes. We can get through two more if we hurry.”“We will do this one, then stop. I want you at your best, both of you,” I said.I gave her the beat. ‘One and Two — One. The more I thought about it, the more my comparison with computer RAM made sense. I mean, could this really be the first time in human history that somebody'd been bad hurt and their minds had strayed away from their injured bodies? If it wasn't, though, how come nobody'd ever talked about it before once they recovered? Maybe, just maybe, they hadn't remembered?I thought, too, about the various reports I'd read about people, really sick people, having what the literature called "out-of-body".