His muscles were begging to be touched and had she not been in her right mind, she might have just dropped the damn pie that got her into this mess, a...d jumped his delicious looking bones. Shaking her head another gust of wind and snow beat at her back, Elizabeth came to remember why she was standing in this man’s doorway. ‘Umm.. Hi… I’m Elizabeth Reynolds… I think you may be the man that helped my mother, Lorraine with the car the other day…’ Her teeth clicked tremulously against each other. The bully accepted.So later that day Brad and the bully arrived at our house to find mom in the back yard trying to put the water hose inside her. When told her of the deal, she tried to refuse at first, but one sight of the 15 year-old's large cock and she was on the grass with her legs spread wide.Needless to say, Brad has gotten a few more bullies since, but most of them don't use her pussy anymore, it's a little too wide for them. So usually the bully will be sitting on her bed while my. Men really are simple creatures.I started to learn the lay of the land, who the powers and influencers were, the condition of the ordinary man. They were all outlaws only because the current ruler had declared them such, because they had been friendly and aligned with the former ruler whom had been ousted in a popular mob uprising, on unfounded stories that he was an unnatural monster who preferred his own gender to the fairer sex.The ‘funny’ thing was, (not amusing at all) the new (current). We found our coats and headed for home, arms around each other all the way.Sian was still up when we got home, though wearing her dressing gown and slippers.So was Vee.Why wasn't I the slightest bit surprised to see them waiting up for us?Sian had the rolling pin in her hand, and she waved it threateningly as we reached the top landing."You dirty stop-outs! What time do you call this to come crawling home from the boozer? Young lady, I hope you haven't got drunk and let Casanova here have his.