Her friends Lisa and Sarah were happy for her, they had both told Mandy to go for it when she’d first mentioned Liz to them, and no doubt were looki...g forward to fucking her somewhere along the way, something Liz was more than happy to do, even though she’d heard what had been done to Mandy the first time she’d spent a night with her friends, Lisa did like to be rough when she got her hands on a willing girl. Liz had shivered , part in fear, and part in delight when she heard how she’d been. That's a bit different than going up to Sister Odem while she's on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor of the church kitchen and doing the same thing." So, you like that big butted bitch, do you?" She reminds me of my mom when she scrubs the floor." Well, stud, go get it or don't cry to me about not getting any. If that widder woman doesn't need a good fucking on the kitchen floor, no one does. If she says stop poking me with that thing, I'll give up sex. And you are not getting any sex. “Besides, you might make me damage this notebook. It really is brittle, you know. Now. Where was I? Oh yes…” And she began to read again. “Right, then,” I replied smartly. “Off we go. Oh, you will not need clothing, Miss Wilson. You may leave that all right here. Just follow Sarah down the stairs.” Sarah, of course, is used to walking around in the house clad in nothing but her shoes, but clearly Ellen Wilson was not. That was my intent. I was hoping she’d find it a bit titillating, and sure,. Shop till you drop and maul till you bawl were two of her favorite expressions.Little Debbie was really and totally sick of being little. Being little sucked donkey dick big time. Not that she could suck donkey kick. She had trouble sucking those Vienna sausages her mother kept leaving around the kitchen for the family to snack on and everybody knew those weren't normal dick sized, much less donkey dick sized.Little Debbie had never seen a real live dick, but she knew what they looked like..