I started to pump my hard dick inand out of her, but the looseness of hercunt didn't really have that much of an effect on me. Sure I was turned on,su...per tuned on in fact, but as I found it a strain to really get my juicesflowing. She, other hand, seemed to be loving every minute of it. Iwhispered in her ear."Have you ever taken it in your ass?"She looked straight at me and sharply replied."Never. Not by my husband, and certainly not by you."I apologised at once and went back to grinding away. I have to pee ... and I don't need you licking my chin. Carole Ann ... you need a SHAVE?"Damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN! A very cute bobcat kit had climbed on my chest and head-butted my chin.Feed ME!I had so hoped that the weird dream was just that ... the product of a State Park driftwood beach fire burning underdone hotdogs and too many Girl Scout S'mores.It was that too ... but the all too real adventure of Isabelle, the Mom Bob, and her five kits slapped me in the face."I'm up, I'm up," I. I put my shirt back on and laid back in my chair watching her, she was a nice sight sitting there playing on her phone, I felt really relaxed.We spent a lazy afternoon and smoked a couple of cones while Janie drank another big glass of juice and as the day wore on we were both feeling worse for wear and it was relief when Janie suggested a pizza, at least it saved me having to cook.I could see in Janie’s eyes that she was having a good buzz going and to be honest so was I so when the pizza boy. Angela was like me! There was another one who had been hijacked into someone else's body. "I died and woke up in this body" was all I said.She gave me a hard look, and said, "I think I did too," and then she started to cry.I pulled her in for a hug, and she came willingly, almost hungrily, and as she cried she told more of her story. "By the time I realized that it was all real, I knew that I had to play along, or they'd lock me up and forget where they put the key. Angela's father had no use.