“Oh, God, fuck,” she squealed. I pulled the finger out and my ring finger joined it as they slid effortlessly back into her nether depths. More ...queals, more groans, more squirming and writhing as she tried to fuck my fingers. After stroking them in and out a few times while working them around while inside her, all meant to soak them as much as possible, I pulled them out which brought a frustrated whimper from her. Bringing them to her right breast, I wiped them off on her nipple, leaving. Division was the devils work. Not bad for third grade!When the weather broke I went into town for card games, fresh fruit, fatty meat for the dogs, vinegar, sugar and cabbage. I made coleslaw by the pound and everybody scarfed it up. It hit the spot in the middle of winter: crunchy, sweet, sour and with the little musty and bitter aftertaste from the ground up celery seed. We played Uno and kings in the corner.Every time the kids rattled something off at me in Spanish I rattled off something at. I don’t know who got the biggest shock, but Shilla just burst into a fit of her uncontrollable laughter. She didn’t attempt to cover herself up, just sat down and started chatting. I explained why he was here and that he had returned her mobile phone. Shilla got up, went over to where he was sitting and planted a big kiss on his forehead, “thanks,” she said, her large tits bouncing in his face. I could see the bulge that was growing in his. "When I fuck guys they just don't give it to me hard enough and when a girl has a strap on, who needs men?" I giggled. Lily put out her cigarette and faced me, her big red lips capturing me as she began to speak."Tiff, how the hell would I know?" she said with a laugh, then she looked down to the ground and a face of sadness replaced her smile. "What's wrong?" I said suddenly confused. After a minute she looked up, not to my face but stared directly at my chest. I looked down myself to.