“I thought for sure that would work.”“John.” Adam pointed at the ‘reset’ button. “There’s one more.”“Wait!” John cried out, as A...dam moved to activate it. “What if that resets the whole room?”“I’ve only done it once.” Adam argued. “And I’ve been thinking, maybe pushing the reset doesn’t count as a failed attempt, since I did it voluntarily. Maybe it’s a way to start over if you lose track or get confused. It makes sense, given how difficult it is to navigate and keep it all straight in the dark.. She was so lust-driven that she didn't care if he wanted to use it on the new bride Belinda or on her. It was one of those times when the three of them were willing to sacrifice to insure they all got their fair share in the end.Both Lenore and Belinda bobbed just enough on the surface to expose their extended nipples and magnetic boobs to Harold giving him a choice that he hated to make. Instead, he let one hand work a pair on one side and the other hand attended to the other pair on the other. ..”There was another pause between us and Nick picked up that I wanted—no, needed—to hear the story of someone else going through what I was at the time.“All right, I'll try and keep this as brief as possible.”Nick then went on without barely taking a breath and told me about his own experiences:“I guess I should start by saying that was I was pretty straight in high school. I didn't date much, but I did date a couple of girls. Although, I've been 'Bi-curious' and questioned my sexuality as. Then Dad said, “That was your mother.”I was shocked to say the least. I had just seen my mother’s pussy and it was pierced, and it was bald.Then the yellow smiley face appeared.Dad said, “That’s Tracie.”I knew Tracie. She was Mom’s sister. Aunt Tracie was peeing and I had seen her do it several times last Saturday.Then a hand with bright blue nail polish and white tips reached down and rubbed Aunt Tracie’s clit. Mom was masturbating her sister while she peed.Dad was close to the fence taking.