You got balls wearing that shirt in public. Has it got you any pussy, yet?”“You wouldn’t, fucking, believe how much pussy this shirt has led to....I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but it’s brought me some sex with women from 16 to 62 already. Even the woman who printed it turns loose of some cunt every time her husband is out of town. I got kicked out of McDonalds, but every time I go to Dairy Queen, I wind up gettin’ a phone number or two. Saturday I took a damn nice ‘Hunger Buster’ home with. She tried her hardest to move awayfrom the attack I brought to her clit and yelped as I buried my nose intoher pussy. She could only resort to finger fucking me which I didn't mindand her moans suddenly stopped.I pushed Jessica to the side and saw Sarah looking through the glassdoor. She stood there with a look of enjoyment and I went back to lickingJessica's pussy. "Don't worry about her. Just let her enjoy the show," Iwhispered. Jessica went back to moans she couldn't hold back and we. Oh, she didn’t come to either funeral; I figure she’s gotta be dead by now or she’d have shown up looking for money or something long ago.”“Wow, Mom was into Mythology, wasn’t she,” The Sally-Thing chimed in. “That’s right, Persephone. The one who stole all Wade’s guns, sold them for a quarter their value for cash to hop a plane to LA, and was never seen again. Is that right?”Helen started laughing, her breasts seeming to jiggle lazily, like Father Time Himself was also watching and enjoying. James was completely surprised as he surfaced to see Jessica doing exactly what he'd suggested. She was a bit overweight—that would change quickly in their current situation—and as he'd thought, closer to forty than the thirtyish age she looked most of the time. Probably because though she was slightly chubby, she still ate healthy and was active. She probably just ate a bit more than she should and didn't exercise. He'd never seen her amongst the other crew who smoked, though he did know she.