"OK, ladies", I said, "now, just what does your company 'MissTaken A La Mode' do? Are you designers or manufacturers?"Mary Clements gave me another on... of her special smiles, andcrossed her gorgeous legs for at least the 10th time in 3minutes."Well, Mr Rogers," she drawled in that fascinating accent ofhers, "it's like this - but can ah call you 'Wayne'? It's somuch nicer to be on first name terms, don't you think? Ah'm Maryand this here is Sarah, by the way. Ain't she a great-lookin'gal? You. They and their children had just moved to the area a couple of years earlier. She had even met his wife once at a company party. She was beautiful--in a cosmetically enhanced way--and her personality was, perfectly suited for one of those 'housewife' reality TV shows. But it just made Sean that much more exciting. Just a month after they had begun working together, she wilted under the temptation.Wilted? She grimaced. That's bullshit. I was one flirting with him. When he returned her attention,. How much is true and how much is pure fantasy, I could not know, all us girls were starved of men, as we outnumbered them by three to one, and it was all we talked about, as we entered our teens, drank beer and telephoned, 'Horny Girls', to here a man tell us what we wanted to hear as we wanked ourselves with the telephone at our ears.I always used my real name, as it sounded better, and wanted to hear him tell me he was going to fuck all my holes.We all knew who he was, an old farmer who lived. Spurt after spurt of hot, thick sperm filled the little girl's cunt and dribbled out onto the sofa forming a creamy-white puddle between Bobby's thighs.Bobby bit her neck and nibbled her earlobe, whispering incoherent obscenities into her ear as his cock twitched and jerked inside her tightly clasping cunt-sheath. As their climaxes faded, Bobby got to his feet and walked over to where his mother lay between Dick and Kevin."Nice fuck, mom?", he asked, stroking her slime-coated cuntslit."Ohhhh,.