you've never had cybersex like this.

A little while ago, while chatting with The Agent, an amazing thing began to happen...(Sometimes we let our imaginations get away with us.)

Veronica: someecards: Let's temporarily ignore the recession to collectively masturbate to a new gadget we can't afford because of the recession.
Hahahaha

The Agent: nice. hmmm masturbate... sounds like a good idea...isn't it funny how just saying/typing the word makes you kinda wanna do it...maybe its just me

Veronica: let me try it.... (I just copy/pasted)
Masturbate
Hmm
It does have a certain flow to it

The Agent: I see you at the DMV... you are late as I take off my shirt. The police tell me to stop, but you ask me to go further... I do. I fumble with your belt buckle...

Veronica: :D
I giggle and move your hands out of the way to do it myself, then continue to slip my shirt over my head as you slide my pants towards my ankles before bending me over the testing booth table

The Agent: mmmmm
As the crowd grows with every gyration, people begin to take sides and cheer. Some for me, but mostly for you. As we build to an unearthly pace, the bond between space and time begins to unravel... the police have given up not just trying to stop us but being cops at all and they go back to college. I somehow manage to wrap my legs around you and the furious pounding continues…

Veronica: …My breasts are smashing against the now destroyed keyboard from the testing computer. The pain is intense, but only contrasts and heightens the pleasure you are pounding into me as the Braille on the keys cover me in astronomy patterns. My screams are turning into sonic waves and blowing away the cubicles in front of me as I cry out in ecstasy. Those who are not already pleasing themselves to the sight are running away in fear (only to scold themselves for cowardice later) The DMV is disintegrating before us.

The Agent: (very very very good)
The Agent: as word of our cataclysmic coupling spreads via twitter and facebook, videos captured on mobile phones begin to appear all over the internet. soon the bandwidth devoted to videos of us in the throes of passion all but cripple the internet...fans of I'm with CoCo burst into toxic ash as their irrelevance is proven, ridding the world once and for all of a bunch of rickmarks. The tightness of your womanhood is almost too much for my engorged and enchanted wand of doggy, but yet I persist, I’m seeing double at this point and have worn deep ruts into the linoleum floor. My shoes have all but vaporized. A team of scientists as well as the Red Cross are deployed to the scene to deal with the ever mounting casualties... Obama and Michelle take the rest of the day off to "look into the issue" and Howard Zinn pops a grave boner in tribute to us....

Veronica: The waves of orgasm are building and swelling with every thrust. I reach behind me and grab your hips and pull you into me as I flex my inner walls tight with the remainder of my strength. We cry out in harmony as we climax together. The sun shines, flowers bloom from the frozen ground, babies everywhere stop crying and fall asleep, people all over the world stop fighting and feel at peace. We lay panting for air. We slowly stand up to survey the area around us that we were so oblivious to just moments before. The DMV is totally obliterated. We high-five and you say, "Us 1, DMV 0" I reply, "Next week, Wal-Mart?"