I started my great quest. I was going to find and fuck every girl I knew, had known, or would ever know. I thought about that big black guy who played...for that NBA team who said he’d fucked 20,000 women. Well shit! I never played basketball, not that well anyway, but I bet I could fuck a measly 20,000 women.From that day forward I made it my mission to ‘get’ as many girls as I could. It didn’t take me long to find out how easy it was. First, as it turned out I was pretty popular. Maybe Marge. His balls, she announced, were already tense and quivering with excited lust! Eileen continued to lean against the stall and to rub her pussy over the beast's muzzle as he licked at her fervently throbbing slit.Jackson's tongue was still rough and damaging but she had become somewhat accustomed to it by this time. He was taking to pussy-eating as though she had a bundle of the highest grade hay clasped between her thighs. She did not give a thought to what might happen if the animal were. That morning, after the usual chores were done, I started teaching Ella Mae how to use a Henry rifle. It was imperative that she learn how to help us defend ourselves. If anyone gave Ella Mae a hard time about helping us to defend ourselves, I was going to shoot him myself.Ella Mae knew virtually nothing about how to shoot, so I had to teach her everything except which end of the gun to point at somebody—that she already knew. We went through a lot of ammunition for the Henry rifle, but she. It all started a few years ago when I was 18 and in a serious relationship with my first boyfriend, Sebastian, at least as serious as you could be at that age. He was obsessed with asses. He loved the shape, the feel, and every part of it. Sebastian was a swimmer, about 6'1, and a very lean 160 pounds. He had shaggy blonde hair that he kept buzzed off during swimming season and he also made sure all his body hair was removed. I used to call him my smooth rat.Sebastian would always ask if we.