'What's he doing now? I ask.'He's holding my legs. Spreading me wide. It feels so good.'I continue to play with myself, part of me feeling shame for s...uch a fantasy and asking my wife to do this for me. 'His he fucking you hard?.....'Yes. I'm close'. With that I hear her orgasm. Not needing me. Just the thought of another man. I picture this man I don't know but my wife does coming inside her. She seemed very keen on this fantasy. Too keen?After the climax ends, she puts her wand and dildo away.. Short and sweet and hopefully sufficiently tasty for your pleasure! 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0You'd have thought that by the time we reached and passed 18 that we'd have got past playing silly jokes on each other but not so. Julie and I, Chris, still acted like a pair of real juveniles at times; perhaps not that much of a bad thing though. k**s are made to grow up so quickly now -- we're pushed into adulthood so fast -- driven to maturity before we're ready -- turned into grown-ups almost before. I tried to reason withhim and to at least conduct the experiment in one of the sealed off labsso that we could control it if it revived. But he was too impatient andgave the corpse a pint anyway. [-][+][-]As soon as it was given the blood, it began to reanimate.It was amazingto see the organs reform and start working as muscles and veins tookshape. Then as the body took shape, I could see that it was a woman. Shewas a lithe redhead who looked to be in her. Too busy. I was going to rectify that right now.I stepped into the barn, flipped on the lights of bare bulbs located along the walls. I popped open one of the beers, took a long pull from it, before setting it down. I put my fingers to my mouth and whistled for the dogs. The way Jake had taught me. It creates a piercing sound the dogs can hear from a distance. I found it wasn’t needed to carry a distance, though. All three of the dogs stuck their heads inside the opening at the opposite end,.