"Ooh Fuck Jill, these are fantastic, oh Jesus Tommy, I want to marry mine." Where we going then, mum?" There's a club in town called the Black Parrot,...it's a nightclub and tonight's fetish night, they only have it one night a month." Just think Tommy," said Jill as I eased the panties up over her thighs."A club full of horny little bitches like us two, ooh sweet Jesus, that's nice." and she patted the dildo into place in her cunt."What about your dresses, aren't you bothering with them?" I. The head of his cock glistened in his moisture and I evenly spread it out on his head. Now his tool head was shining with the oil and precum both of which I had massaged well. I got down on my knees in front of him so that his dick was now staring me in my face and his nuts hung near my boobs. I wrapped my fist around his erection and started to rub it up and down just like you taught me. Oh I am very thankful to you that you taught me how to jack off a man. My husband had never shown me that. ”“Trust me, I can go all night,” I said. “Just ask my girlfriends.”“Those redheads you're dating?” she asked.“The two redheads I'm dominating.”“And let's straighten,” said Coach Bennett. She straightened up with perky energy. “And now the left foot. Let's get down there and hold those stretches.”“Can you prove it?” the athletic girl asked as I reached for my other toe.“Name your challenge?” I said.“I'll think on it and let you know,” she said. “Just make sure my prize for winning's worth. There were many unfortunate possibilities, "Custler Fuck" being the most obvious. I gave strict orders to never use the phrase, even in-house. However, using "CF" in a graphic was fair game, as were any rhyming words (can you believe there was a professional hockey team called the Ducks?). We had contests to see who could come up with the wittiest play on Mrs. Custler's name. My personal favorite was, "No AC to DC", which I had printed on bumper stickers.If it seems childish, it was. Through.