Of course, leaning like that over her pushed my cock deep inside the furnace of her mouth and I realized that she was right. Her mouth was incredible!...!!She wriggled and pushed her pants and panties down revealing a delicate little slit glistening with lusty liquids with just a sparse light cover of thin brown hair that looked so innocent... as her fingers did wicked things! I began focusing my own attention on my cock sliding in and out of her throat. I could actually see the tip of it enter. The EMTs and the doctor had their suitcases, syringes, and a stomach pump.One by one, they took each person into the bathroom, gave them an enema, and pumped out their stomach.The scene was not pretty.After the last one was finished, the doctor came out and said, "I think everything will be fine now," and he left.They were all looking pretty weak sitting around the living room and about this time the helper lady came in and whispered to Jean; "You know, the guy who run over Ol' Spot never even. The fire had apparently started among a pile of rubbish dumped in one corner of the basement. It was as if some item had caught fire and burned intensely for a short while, enough to get the pile to burn at a high enough temperature and for long enough to set other material alight. The report used many big words to say very little, just that a fire had begun there, but with no evidence found of a specific accelerant used: no suitable containers lying there that might have held the offending. I don't know if it was the booze or the neon lights, but I had to have this woman. My collection wouldn't be complete without her. I came home with a new wife and a new tattoo.Things were great for the next several months. Warm weather came and Candy and I started riding every weekend. Of course, I spent more time keeping the Harley running, than riding it, but that was the joy of it. I was just starting to feel comfortable with my newest acquisition when things fell apart.The Pig Pit was not.