"It's like this," he says in that Minnesota drawl that tells you, quite clearly, that this is not a story that's about to be rushed. "Some people have...a cross outside their church; other folks have a star, or a statue, or some other symbol of their faith. Well, us folks in Lake Wannacum only worship one thing. From sun-up to sun-down, from the time that we're old enough to know about it to the time that we're lucky if we ain't forgot it, we worship the penis." Then, perhaps to illustrate his. "I've got an old necklace that Duane gave me..." She made a face. "Actually, it's perfect -- it's got that nasty charm..." The charm was a stylized cock poking a heart -- Duane had made her wear it regularly, so he could poke fun at her over it. Marissa wrapped it around Martha's ankle twice. "Yeah, that'll work. Okay, let's see how THIS goes..."Up in the stands, Jimmy Preston, only recently arrived from outside, was complaining, "Where are all the hot girls?" Jimmy was a seven point seven at. " His dirty talked made me wet and ready to fuck. I moaned at his words, "Why don't you do that then?" "Oh, I will babe," He picked me up and threw me on the bed, turning me over and plunging doggy-style into my pussy. He kept his word. I lost count of my orgasms. My clit was swollen, my pussy sensitive, by the time I collapsed with my back to his front. "Baby?" He whispered. "Mmm?" "When do you parents get back?" "Around three tomorrow," "So we have plenty of time," "Yes, we do, what did you. She was a junior in high school and already had an impressive 35DD rack….almost the same size as her mother.“What the fuck, Gary? I’m getting ready for school…” she mumbled around her toothbrush, as she glared at his grinning face in the mirror.Gary grabbed his dick with one hand and showed it to Trina in the mirror, saying, “My morning wood is hard as a rock, sis….I need some relief.”Trina glanced at the reflection of his engorged penis in the mirror, shook her head and – still talking around.