I sit up with a start and close my legs, but it’s already too late. The toy that is apparently able to change its state of aggregation and is also f...ucking sentient and possibly haunted has latched on to me. I feel it breach my pussy lips like a tongue and enter my body.“Oh my God,” I gasp but swallow the ‘od’-part of ‘God’ because something is happening.I am full. I am so, so full. Something that is just a little larger than the space my body provides, something that stretches me just a little. Robin restarted the tape. The image showed the plaintiff leaning the crutch against his car. The tape showed him bending over, picking up a five gallon bucket of paint, carrying it to the garage, closing the door. The plaintiff went back to his car, placing the crutch beside him. The last image of the plaintiff was his car driving down the street.Robin stopped the tape again, asking Mr. Brown, "Do you know where he went, Mr. Brown?" Yes, we had found out he had a doctor’s appointment that. She was bluffing, but it made sense, at least to her.“Ok, ok, Lorraine ” John sighed. “What else?”“You can have us for free whenever you want, now put the film on and fuck us both, my fingers are starting to ache.” She said, finally pulling her fingers out of her mothers pussy, she licked them both.“I’m not sure I want to fuck him after what you two have just go us into, and what fucking film!” Paula said.“Mum, shut the fuck up, and get your knickers off,” Lorraine told her mother. Paula and. A muscled, hairy crotch pressed her fingers against my body as the cock bottomed out inside me. I was stuffed so full I almost couldn’t breathe. Still holding my gaze with hers, she reached her left hand underneath and cupped the heavy balls now hanging below my impaled entrance.‘Yes. This will do nicely. I’m sure he has enough to do the job.’I tried to protest, to say that it wasn’t the right time, as much to reassure myself as to convince whomever these insane people were. The cock pulled out.