”Rosie, “Squirt their squirt.”Rebecca, “Wet their carrot.”Rosie yawned, “Root, root, root.”Rebecca, drifting off, murmured, “Poke, pok..., poke.”Another telegram from Kansas City.“Venerable may be wanted for murder in Cleveland. Waiting confirmation. Sheriff Dave Jennings.”One night, Rosie and I got off work about the same time, near two in the morning. The Bighorn had been the last saloon to close which meant the last of the whore customers had gone home.Rebecca was asleep on her side of the. When I got there, I thought my eyes would pop out of my head. There on Kim’s bed were five rubber dildos all different colors and sizes!! Lying next to them were two bottles of lubricant, a porn movie, and two or three porn magazines.“What the….” I started.“I ordered these from an ad in the back of a magazine I took from my sister’s house,” Kim explained. “They were supposed to be here for your birthday last week, but they didn’t get here until this morning. I only ordered the dildos,. But it was fruitless, she tied me up too tight andthe ball refused to move at all. An hour later it started to rainagain. I heard the door open and they were laughing. Connie was drapedover Tommy's shoulder, being carried back to the couch across from me.He gently sat her on the couch and pushed her on her back. Then he goton his knees and began to gently kiss and massage her breasts again.Connie closed her eyes and just purred while he worked over her entirebody, stroking and kissing. Mother had moved behind him and was reaching round and pulling his zipper down, reached in and was now holding his cock, as his pats and underpants had dropped to his ankles, she stroked him slowly, and it was as if Borg's entirety was just to support this massive cock mum stroked.'Open your fucking legs', mum snarled, and I as if in some mesmeric state of mind, pulled my knees upwards and back, exposing my whole crotch in its entirety to take this cock inside.I remember seeing Borg's old.