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eyes so I could concentrate on what I felt, not what I saw. I should have kept my eyes wide open!!! In the darkness, my mind played me back one more chorus of "Bad Girl, Bad Girl" In my minds eye, I envisioned an orchestra-conductor signal the end of the song with a rather bulky baton. The maestro turned to me, bowed to acknowledge my performance, then rose to face me. I instantly recognized the face of St. Regis, the border guard. She smiled oddly as she walked towards me. Instead of shaking my hand, she brought up her baton, which was actually a police riot stick and shoved its hard, leather-covered shaft all the way into my pussy! My orgasm came instantaneously, leaving me quivering and moaning like a porn star. --------------------------------------------------------- We cuddled briefly to calm down from our climaxes. We kissed and whispered sweet talk back and forth, but when she asked me to stay the night, I had to say no. I explained that if Doug awoke alone in a strange bedroom, he might not be too pleased. I told Louise to be patient and promised her wed have lots of opportunities later as I put my pajamas and robe back on. After a quick pee, my rubber legs wobbled me back to my room. Damn, Doug was still awake. Shakily, I draped my robe across the chair and crawled back into our bed. He immediately whispered, "Laura, you can hardly walk, are you all right?" I reminded him I always have wobbly legs after a real good workout. "How long will your pussy take to recover from all that stretching?" he asked with surprising concern. I told him I was tough and would be fine in no time, but for the moment, I was "loose as a goose". "And how loose can a goose be?" he asked with questionable intent. My hand crept over and brushed against a very fat penis poking out of his pajama bottoms fly. "Would it be too tender for this goose to take a gander?" he questioned. I whispered back, "I think you want more than to take a gander, I think you want to goose the gander, dont you?" Doug took on an odd little smile and his eyes swirled with anticipation. I flipped the covers off and he pulled off my pajama top. I raised my hips and watched him pull down my bottoms. After he unraveled them from my feet, I saw that Alice had made her way into the mirror doors at the foot of our bed. I saw the White Rabbit crawl into bed and lay beside her. He nudged her closest leg up, slid in close to her and poked his penis against her labia. Weary of watching that slut Alice, I closed my eyes and felt the heat of Dougs penis warm my aching vulva, but for the first time there was no rush of muscle release as it slid in. I felt smooth, unobstructed luxury as it

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