”“And you think you are that person?”“Yes I do and I can explain it all to you in a few minutes. Can you meet me privately after school?”“...k, but no funny stuff.”“I’m not laughing. See you then.”“Bye.”“Are you sure about this, Jim? This isn’t just a tricky way of getting in my pants, is it?”“Of course it’s a way to get in your pants. Otherwise, why would I be doing it? However, it’s also a way for you to get what you want, so there are no losers here.”I explained my plan to her. I would fuck. I'll call you when I have them ready. Would you like the cokes now?"I said, "Yes please and can I have one extra hotdog now. Just the hotdog. No bun and no sauce on it."He looked at me saying, "That is an unusual request, but I guess so as long as you pay the full price."I said, "I will."He turned around, picked up a hotdog from the grill and put it on a plate. I didn't realize it was going to be hot, but I had to put it in my cunt anyway. He handed me the plate and turned back to get our. She replied, "John, I haven't had sex since nine months before Marilyn was born, my first and only time; and that was a rape. There is nothing in the slightest bit sexy about rape. You'd look good to me if you looked like the elephant man, which you don't. Now shut up and fuck me! You have a far better use for your mouth I'm sure."I did my best, but we had to stop when I had to leave to get ready for school. I'm not sure if five hours of slap and tickle was good or bad. Even so, I had to peel. The two bimbos' four juggs jostled each other ass they traipsed in together. They giggled at this and purposely tapped tit to tit again and again as they twirled around and around, overcome with mirth. At last, they staggered dizzily out onto the street and wobbled arm in arm towards the hotdog cart on the corner. The middle-aged Lebanese man smiled in recognition at Tittiefuck as they approached."Good day, Miss Tittiefuck!" he exclaimed. "You bring a friend to my humble cart today?" Yeah!" the.