We need that sort of thing in our lives. Not all the time, of course. But we fantasize about it until the fantasies aren't enough and then we have to ...xperience it again. Something inside of us craves that sort of mild sexual abuse."I know you want to protect us. But that circus has left town and it ain't coming back. Once someone like me or Lisa or mom discovers this thing inside of us that craves being treated that way you can't just stop. And after all, isn't it better that you're there when. I looked back for the ball around the fifteen yard line. Zack launched a bomb to me. I pulled it in and ran to the end zone untouched. L-S didn't have a defender within five yards of me. Score 7-7.L-S took the kickoff and marched right down the field again. Our defense would slow them down for a couple plays and then a runner would squirt loose and they'd pick up 10-12 yards. Nine plays later L-S scored again, to thunderous cheers. Fortunately for us, the holder bobbled the ball and they did. Then should I like to see a man? Now it was not many years since I had frigged two or three, and seen dined it. Yet one night she expatiated so much about the wonderful size of a young man’s prick, and what a lot he spent, and how respectable he was, and what gentlemen had him, etc.; that I who had a dislike to men being near me, consented, and a fine young Frenchman came. I could not for half-an-hour go near him, but, my temptress meant I should, and I frigged one of the largest pricks I have. Jeff stops spray the water after five minutes and couldn't believe how sexy his red haired sister looks all wet and wearing just a thong."Look at me? I'm all wet now. In more then one way," she teased. Suddenly Brittany jumps into the swimming pool. "Oh fuck. Too deep."Brittany starts to swing her arms and kick like crazy while saying "Help! Help me Jeff. I can't swim." Knock it off Brittany. I know you can swim," Jeff said thinking it's an act.Brittany starts to sink under the water."Ok Britt..