She straddles the girl's head and lowers her hips onto her face. The last I see of Abbi's features are her eyes ablaze with expectancy at the moment b...fore Cora's astonishingly thighs subsume her entirely. There's no hurry for Cora. Her hips rise and fall with selfish disregard for Abbi's comfort. I imagine how Cora's cunt must shed its passion, ooze its slick secretion, spreading it over the girl's nose, cheeks and lips. I wonder if Abbi's tongue can emerge, or whether it is imprisoned in its. I can’t come out with you.”“See that window? Go through it. Go out to the woods. Then walk back to the door. Easy peasy.”Giving him a hard kiss, I shoved him out the window, laughing when he stumbled and almost fell. I then walked out of the bathroom, and almost ran straight into my mother.“I thought I heard voices in there. Do you have a radio or something on?”“Nope, just me. Are you hearing things? Are you getting a bit old?”I ran away laughing as she tried to swat me, saying that she wasn’t. Did he have to stare at her like that? It wasn’t just at her tits, at her body. He always looked at her, his head slightly tilted, like he wanted to shove her down onto the ground and start tearing her whole body apart. She hated it, because she couldn’t get it out of her head. It thrilled her, made her want to touch herself at night. The way he looked at her.Tonight, however, Magnolia had a few drinks and was feeling on top of the world. She wasn’t going to let Ranger intimidate her. .. even for a moment.She took another sip of coffee and thought back over the last couple of nights when her husband was not in the mood to have sex; how often has that happened in our eight-and-a-half years of marriage, she asked herself; and he's been awfully quiet lately. Maybe I've been wrong about those far away looks I've seen on his face. Maybe he wasn't thinking about that weekend at all; he was thinking about her ... his slut girlfriend!"Stop! Stop it right now," she yelled to herself.