Back then, I was really big for my age with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a pretty muscular body from playing football since third grade. My step-da... had also gotten me into weight lifting about a year earlier as we had a weight bench in the garage and several dumbbells. After I finished the yard work, we sat around talking and drinking lemonade, and the guy eventually asked me about sex. I told him I had had sex at a summer camp in the fifth grade (true) where I stuck my penis in a girl but. .. , have no idea Liv. Why do you want to know?" Stacy sobbed.It was the Queen talking. The Queen wanted to know. The Queen had to know. It was the measure of a true slut to know how many guys another slut was willing to fuck. The Queen was supreme, nobody else could compare, or should compare. The Queen needed to know she was still supreme."I don't know, I was just curious is all," Olivia replied still holding her friend. She could feel her chubby little boobies pressing up against her tummy. The front of my thong was pushed to one side in seconds and once again I was balls deep in Wendy's warm inviting mouth. Just as I was about to reach boiling point, Wendy ordered me to turn over on to my front. She then pulled my thong down and over my ankles before tossing it into the corner of the room. Before I knew what was happening I felt her tongue gently rimming my puckered hole. She certainly knew what she was doing as she reached under me and began stroking my throbbing cock whilst. Whatever. The deadly weapon was racked next to a Thompson, minus its drum magazine, but he had sticks for it. Knowing that handling firearms was serious business, Patrick took a deep breath and incanted, ‘I am as sober as a (giggle) . . . I’m as sober as a, a, a . . . sober guy’, and satisfied with this concession to responsible citizenship, managed to unrack the weapon, heft it into his right hand and half pump with the left to check the chamber. No shells. He put the weapon down on the.