“Ex-boyfriends are the pits. If it’s not them phoning to try and get me to put out just one more time for them, it’s me phoning them when I’m ...eally pissed to cry about not being with them. They’re the absolute pits! There should be a law that says when you split up, your ex has to move at least 50 miles away from you.”“My ex went ten thousand miles away,” I remarked.‘Honesty? That’s new.’The voice could get really nasty at times.To show how honest I could be, I continued, “And he’s actually my. My clit was on fire and, out of the blue, I felt an orgasm rising rapidly. My thighs tightened, I held my breath and Tony said, “Yes, c’mon, Jen, let it go.”That did it. I gushed like I’d never gushed before, wave after wave of release, juices flowing. Tony kept the dildo moving in and out, up and down, as I climaxed and eventually shuddered to a halt. Tony stopped.“No, don’t stop. Keep it going, give me more,” I pleaded in a hoarse voice.Without a word, Tony resumed his masturbation of my. I watched the hulking football player spank her pretty pink cheeks with his lineman’s paws making her entire body shake with the vibration of his energy and brute power. Her lips merely adjusted around the other boy’s business and he was soon rewarding her gullet with his gift that kept on trickling forever and a day.After that voyeuristic adventure, I was more demanding of her in similar circumstances and allowed her no quarter when she claimed to be exhausted or too sleepy to perform with. Our mothers Kay Hackney and Ella Farnsworth were lesbian lovers with deep desires to be moms. Through invitro fertilization, they were both impregnated on the very same day. Shelly was born four days before me on October 31, 2002.Our Moms were both ecstatic as they wanted girls. So, Shelly Hackney and Darla Farnsworth were raised as sisters, albeit they were not blood related.Kay was the breadwinner as she worked full time as a paralegal for a large Law Firm in Memphis, Tennessee. Ella acted as.