"You ever read anything by Nancy Friday?" I asked, cupping the swell of her tit at her side."Yes... but sometime back. Wasn't she the one who wrote ab...ut women's fantasies?" Not to be denied long, she reached for and tweaked her own nipple, pulling it up and rolling it between her thumb and forefinger."The same," I replied. "Did you read the story -- or was it a recount of a fantasy? -- about the woman, a mother as I recall, who was wearing a long white dress and who went walking with her son. Mitch had fucked me hard the night before but this was a completely different level. We had tapped into something bestial and primal.With every forward thrust I let out another grunt as if I was being punched in the stomach. My head began to thrash back and forth with my long hair being flung in a whirlwind of passion. I could feel my whole body beginning to erupt. I felt a slow, steady build as I began to shake and shudder and finally could not take it any longer. I flung my head back and. ” Monica looked worried. “Cula (pussy)” screamed Reyna. “Ay Reyna that’s not fair, she’s on probation, and I can’t get in trouble my dad will kill me!” Diana chimed in. I threw my hands up in the air again, and then placed my hands on my waist. “So that’s that then bitches? Go on then git, fuck you guys! Go!” My head was shaking from side to side; I must have looked like a bobble head. Monica and Diana made their way out of the restaurant. Perfect, here is Jarrod now he should all the papers required drawn up by now." What the Hell are you doing?" Cathy was getting a sinking feeling that this wasn't going to be good. She and her brothers were constantly trying to control the others. If her brothers were going to band together to bring her down, she could be in real trouble."Cathy, just a minute and Jarrod will explain what all this is about." Nick silenced Cathy with that one sentence. It was with a great deal of surprise that.