"No. Last time I ran into her cousin, which had to bealmost a year and a half ago, he said that he heard thatshe was somewhere out in LA, shacked up w...ith some bad assbiker dude, you know, that walks around with a Harley Hogsticking out of his butt." "That's right! I remember you telling about that now,one night when we were pretty much plastered on thatJeremiah Weed crap that you like to drink so much. Refreshmy memory, 'cause I'm a little hazy on all the particulars,but wasn't Gina pregnant. Before I could ask her what she was doing, she rolled tight up against me and continued to stroke me.She whispered seductively in my ear “I told you that you would like it Jim. Look at them being bad. They aren’t supposed to do that.” Both that comment and her squeezing my penis caused me to grunt in pleasure.“Have you ever thought of being bad Jim? Have you ever thought of being with someone you weren’t supposed too?”I was a little stunned. “Of course not!”“Never Jim? I thought every man. .Completely under their control.The two dildo shaped things let out one last simultaneous orgasm, unleashing a torrent of semen inside of the girl, then quickly withdrew. Their camouflage disguised them perfectly, and underneath the clear, still water, they looked almost like small sharks as they swam away, replaced by a growing school of monsters swimming towards her exposed sex.Only then could Tricia, truly Tricia, really scream."What the fuck are you doing to me?! Please, please stop..." She. So, before he got there, I changed from casual clothes into the newest best pair of jeans I could find, a top which showed off a litle more than I usually did without my husband around and some nice heels. I changed my makeup to more nightime/bedroom eyes and waited nervously Then the doorbell rang. I answered the door with the biggest smile I could put on and Dan greeted me and walked in the door. I noticed that his eyes dropped to my breasts which aren’t huge but they give me a shape. We.