“You know how to pound a pussy like it ne-e-e-eeds to be pounded. I might have to hire you myself. You can probe my mysteries on a regular basis.”...“I could fornicate with you forever, you fat, fabulous, filthy fuck fiend!” I cried. Nothing brings on the alliteration like feeling the jissom building in my balls and knowing that my cock is about to be the spurting champagne bottle at a pussy party. “Don’t hold back,” she panted as I continued to slap my sweaty torso against the jiggling mound of. All my stories are true. Usually my stories are about the fun that i have when i get away from my hometown and have hot sex without anyone in my hometown finding out about it. But this story about my weekend of December 11-12, 2010, is different.That weekend wasn't about having fun. It was about settling a score. I am almost never a mean girl, but i was mean on that weekend. Sometimes, as the saying goes, a girl has to do what a girl has to do. Payback can be hell. Hey guys, remember that!Out. They were at the condo by late afternoon.Pam came in and Johnny launched himself into Sandy's arms. "Gra-ma!"I pulled Pam into my arms and gave her a kiss. "Pam, it's good to see you." I gave my son a hug. "Good to see you, too, John."He smiled at me. "We're just here for the ladies."I chuckled. "So true."Sandy said, "Jack, go wake our Valkyrie and doctor. I'll wake our engineer and policeman."Johnny, would like to help me wake Aunt Chastity?" Yes, Gra-ma."They got to the top of the stairs and. She was being all coy 'bout goin' to the river with Peter an' me an' I grabbed her arm and pushed her into the car. We didn't do anything 'cause she didn't want to fool around which was cool but I just didn't want to be alone while Peter an' Trina fucked.But sometimes she's got other bruises, shit I know wasn't me. She won't tell me who it is - she just 'falls down a lot' - but if I find out, I'm breakin' his fuckin' skull.But right now, the four of us are at the river an' I'm playing - mostly.