“Oh my god!” I scream. I have never felt so full. My skin is pulled tight around the dildos, my clit poking out, exposed and hard.“You are indee...d a little slut,” Patrick says approvingly. “Now, suck my cock.” My blue eyes look deeply into his as I open my mouth to accept the rigid dick dancing in front of my face. I swallow him down my throat in one motion, my body rising up almost completely off of the dildos. He grabs my shoulders, pushing me back down, the fake cocks filling my holes. So this one Saturday afternoon, I get this call from Molly saying she and Cathy are in this bar in a nearby town. We have been there before, a standard small town bar and grill, complete with darts and a pool table. Its near a park where Molly and I have gone before and got it on. She said Cathy drove her car and Molly now wanted to get laid, so she wanted me to come to the bar.I got there and it was exactly like so many times before, Molly and Cathy shooting pool against two biker looking guys. The top ten feet of the naga blew into the air, disintegrating from the neck to where the head began. The rest of it collapsed burning to the sand sending up waves of sand in all directions. Floating in the air where the explosion came from, a blue star could be seen. It hovered in the air, a blue spike traveling all the way to the sand.The smell of burning flesh filled the air. Ash floated to the ground for miles in every direction. The light in the sky dimmed until only its memory remained. A. Breasts lengthened by babies and gravity fall past rolls of ample abdomen, their nipples hard but slightly worn. His gaze continues slowly down the length of her body lingering on her tuff of pubic hair before he shifts his stance to get a better look at folds of her pussy. The candle sputters back to its normal dimness hiding it momentarily in mystery. He closes his eyes remembering all the times he has fondled her soft pussy lips, wet clit, and sucked its sweetness, the warm rush of feeling.