I felt sadness that she was a twisted soul. I didn’t think our encounter boded well for her.“Can I help you?” I asked her softly.“Help! You ha...e buggered everything. I worked so hard to be someone, and now I’m no one. You took everything from me. You! You’re nothing but a little boy with visions of grandeur. You are barely out of nappies,” she barked at me with contempt dripping from her words.“You think that just because you’re a Horn, everything should be dropped at your feet and people. "Does that make things any easier?" Terri said as she placed her hand on Obo's chest."Okay, we'll do it but I suppose I should get ready to get out of town fast." Obo said."Remember, the blond wearing the pale yellow outfit." Terri reminded.Terri left the jesters area and walked through the crowd looking for the crier. Finding the crier, she whispered something to him and pressed a $50 bill in his hand. Having given the crier his instructions, Terri walked toward the show area."What have you. I rubbed my hand to check for a job well done. The next few strokes reached into the crease between my chunky thighs and outer pussy lips. I passed my hand over the spot. Stubble. Ok, this was not going to be as easy as I had first thought. The next few minutes I tried various positions to best access my plump pussy and shave it clean once again. The soap had made everything so slippery that the skin would slide from between my fingers before I could glide the razor across it. The. ”“OK baby,” he said, “you know I can’t resist when you ask me so nicely. Here it comes so get ready” and he began to pound into her at a ferocious speed and she flew into another squealing orgasm as he pulled out and shot his cum. Long thin streaks of milky white spunk flew through the air over her. He cascaded across her belly, her little tits and even reached her face from there and he grunted in his pleasure. Lizzie meanwhile was still sucking on Hassan. She was keeping him all to herself.