It's wrapping its coils around me... Lizzie Help!... Danny sat up quickly. "Lizzie, help!" he yelled. He was cold, dangerously cold, but he was sweati...g. He lay back down, but was tossing and turning, trapped in a horrible dream of having a fight with the snake that he could not win. A fight that the dead snake's body, being feasted on by jungle scavengers, proved he had already won, but his subconscious didn't seem to know that. Lizzie looked on horrified, unsure of what to. "Frank, I thought you were coming over tomorrow, come in", she said as she turned around giving Frank a great view of her ass. At 5'7", she was pure beauty. She was lightly tanned all over, and had the sweet, innocent, girl next-door look. She had the perfect figure any man would die to fuck."Mike's at work, and should be home soon" I thought I’d catch the midday Friday bus", Frank said while sitting down."That’s alright", she replied while bending over to pick up a mug off the coffee table.. She ground her hips back and forth in seesaw fashion, driving his cock to rub against parts of her never touched before as he slammed it up into her. She grabbed his hands, entwining her fingers with his and crushed them into her breasts. The ache in her nipples arced as erotic pain under the crush of their fingers. “Oh fuck, Jere,” she cried. Her expletive drew a laugh from Lisa and Karen looked to her right. Lisa crawled away from Dave and the frown on his face painted his displeasure. ." Well, yeah..." Twyla agreed, "But its all attitude. By Aaron's definition - by yours! - I'm a slut, or we wouldn't be here doing this... I'm not all bent out of shape over it. And it's not like we don't know where it came from..."Mickey grinned. "Well, maybe, but it seems like maybe it was news to your mother - and having to go public with it..."Twyla looked coy, "So I'm a slut?"Mickey responded through a strained grin, "Yeah, but you're MY slut, not public property! Now, quit yakking and.