Surprised, Ed and John looked at each other wondering when Kelly had changed. There was one thing bothering Ed and he was having a difficult time iden...tifying it. Suddenly, he realized that he felt a hole in his life. Ed said, “I hate to say this, but I think something is missing in our home, but I can’t put my finger on it.”Licking her lips out of nervousness, Beth said, “I agree.”Sitting back in his chair, John looked around the table and said, “I think that I know what is missing.”Not feeling. "How do I know this'll work?" I asked."We'll implant a temporary entry as a demonstration. It'll be rejected after a week or so but will give you an idea of what we can do."He led me through to a different room and made me sit down in a fearsome chair not unlike a psychiatrist's couch after an accident with a CAT scanning machine. An assistant then took my arms and legs and tied them down, I noted with alarm. Before I could complain though, another assistant injected me with a liquid that. It was painted two colors that would only be done on the 1,000 special edition bikes and each bike was numbered. This bike had 458 out of 1000 stamped onto the side of the gas tank. The radio, with a 5 CD player, would play louder the faster you went to compensate for the wind noise. There was a lot more to the bike, but my brain had shut down half way thorough Jughead's spiel from overload. I was in fucking lust! Through the haze I heard him ask, "Would you like to take it for a spin?" No. .Ahaaa…! OH FUCK! I cried.” “What? What’s the matter Amee? Carla had lowered her head back between my legs again. I expected to feel the sweet sensation of her lips again on the inside of my thighs, but a violent and exquisite tremor shook my body as she lowered her mouth directly on to the lips of my vagina and immediately slipped her tongue in, probing and teasing hard against my clit’ as she continued to masturbate herself urgently. I realized that she was close to coming. “Oh God!... She’s.