His only company was the corn field and the noisy midnight crickets. He was picturing tying his ex down and showing her exactly how he could satisfy h...r. He imagined taking off his belt and beating her with it while he fucked her the whole time. Then he would wrap it around her neck and watch as her face turned purple from lack of oxygen. He was sure the fear in her eyes would only make violently fucking her more pleasurable. Suddenly he was taken out of his revere when a pair of headlights. "Well," Paula asked again!?! "Oh, yes," Stella moaned, "do it now for me, show them to me now!!!" As if she were opening the crown jewels, Paula shrugged her shoulders slowly and let her bra slip off of her beautiful chest!!! "Oh god," Stella stammered, "they're incredible, let me suck them!!!" "Oh," Paula said lightly, "you want to suck on my little ole nipples?!?" "Little," Stella gasped, while twisting her own nipples wildly, "they're huge and you know it!!!" Looking down at her own breasts,. Vivian could not help compare her mother with Lizzie. Her mother was about 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her hair was long, it was well below her shoulder blades and she was a natural blonde. Not that she didn't highlight it to make it even lighter in streaks. She was about 115 pounds give or take a little water. Her eyes were blue-green so that it depends on the color around her face that made them look one or the other. Standing next to Lizzie she looked like a girl even though they were about the. The youngest was the 18 year old Petula who wore huge black-rimmed glasses and sported a mouthful of metallic braces that tended to turn off any thoughts of success in a "spin the bottle" game.The Johnson twins were just like matched bookends with the exception of their hairstyles. The older "by a minute" Rachael was partial to her arcing ponytail that swung with deliberate exaggeration whenever she wanted it to. Her sister Ruth was always seen with her signature pigtails that never failed to.