Carl had. He had naively thought girls were neater than boys, like his step mom and sub-sib. But, then, too, Curry was not a typical girl."I'm like Is...dora Duncan, the founder of modern dance!" Curry said, getting up off the floor. "I need room to stretch my imagination, and let it soar in flights of fancy free by flexing..."Deborah was out of sight, now: "Okay! I get the picture," Carla didn't need to hear that speech again. (Why did it seem just about everybody she knew liked to give. Her reaction also showed that the old Sarah was completely gone. Where there had been a free thinking mildly feminist woman, there was now a domesticated cow.Stone held out a butt plug for her to see. "I had this made for the parade. As you can see, it's a creamy white just like your milk. On the end, it has the logo for my business. I never lose an opportunity to advertise to the right audience. I know lots of people will be staring at your lovely ass."He handed her the plug and left. A couple. Both Fran and Brint could see the animal's glistening, scarlet dog-cock slipping from its huge sheath, dripping freely, its tapered point jerking and dancing as the animal hunched in close to the nakedly offered loins, endeavoring to bury the pink lean tip and the thickening shaft into the little girl's visibly moist pussy!"JEANIE!" Both Fran and Brint dashed forward in unison, but the sound of the little girl's voice stopped them dead in their tracks."NO! DON'T STOP HIM... DON'T DO ANYTHING.. "Nobody's fucking my sister but me!" yelled Brad. He was suddenly dizzy and leaned, dangerously, almost falling over. Somehow Mandy knew and let go of his penis to reach her hands to his hips. He stabilized as she happily fucked her mouth on his erection."Gotcha!" crowed Dumbrowski. "I knew you was fucking her, man."Linda pulled off of the big center and reached for the tub of K-Y jelly she had placed under her chair. He was big. She dipped her fingers into the jelly and jacked on his big club..