The fact was that they were three walking around dead guys, and the sooner the better, as far as I was concerned."I would like to ... talk. I would li...e to talk," she said almost as softly as me."Then tell me about Abigail," I said, settling in for a story.She looked at me like I was simple minded, then almost laughed, but caught herself before it came to that. "My parents are from Greenland. I was born in New York, but only because my father came down with appendicitis while my parents were on. When I found Ariel's nudes a few months back I saved a copy on my phone."Tasty," Jennie said as she took me phone and walked into the living room.I followed behind Jennie took my phone back and told her to be ready.Ten minutes later Ariel came home. She found me in the living room and jumped into my arms. Her legs wrapped around me and as she kissed me hard."Ohhh god, I wanna fuck so badly," Ariel screamed.I carried her upstairs towards my room. Once inside, Ariel climbed off me. She continued. I could see the wrinkled inner lips just peeping out from the depths of her fat slit. Her fanny-hair, so sparse on her mound, was denser at the very top of her slit and continued each side of her cunt-slot, disappearing between her fat arse-cheeks. The inner lips were dark – a contrast to the veined white flesh of her flabby thighs. I reached forward and touched her lightly, the tip of my finger stroking the small amount of labia that protruded from her unexplored old minge.She whimpered –. . What the hell is that? Roxanne’s eyes fly open. She has a big, fluffy tail! Instantly she is freaked out. Her hand goes to her head and there she feels something else. Ears! “What the fuck is going on... ?” she nearly cries.Okay, so this is totally new. But strangely, no matter how new or odd, or whatever it is, she finds that she is still aroused ... like extremely horny aroused. She hasn’t been without sex for years, and a week is a hell of a long time for someone like that. But at the same.