Why did she stop at that door, grab the side of her robe and curtsy?As we passed, I glanced to see a humongous old witch giving Anna a look of pure di...gust.YUCK! That woman can’t even be said to be fat. Is she sitting on a loveseat on wheels? I thought those pictures on the monstrously obese women on the Internet were fakes. How does she even get through the door of her office?Anna had a big smile of satisfaction on her face as she turned to lead me on down to a room where she said we were. “Oh, Granny, I fucking need, I fucking need, I fucking need, I fucking need! Oh, fuck, do I ever fucking need! Wee wee fucking needs!”“I know you do, sweet cock,” June told him, still shaking her shoulders and smacking his ears with her juggers as she grabbed the band of his swim trunks with both hands, releasing his weanie for the merest moment, and then forcing his shorts down his legs and off onto the ground. “Now we’ve got your fucker free!”Juggly-jugged June Humper was by this point both. Bij de gedachte aan Johan speelde ze even met de gedachte om naar haar kamer te gaan en daar weer even met haar haarborstel te spelen. Die paste zo goed in haar kutje! En die nieuwe elektrische tandenborstel zou nu wel weer eens goed van pas komen. Beetje oefenen, voor Johan. In de vakantie zou ze hem zeggen haar eens te likken… ze hadden samen wat internetfilmpjes gezien en het leek haar zalig. Heerlijk om Johan haar kale kutje te laten zien, haar benen wijd te spreiden en z’n tong op haar. "We got ourselves into deep trouble, Jane," Laura said softly. "We hurt your mother very badly." She won't let me out. She's grounded me. She's done everything but lock me in the closet. Says if I see you again alone, she'll have us both arrested." I guess it's her right." Meanwhile, you fucking Inky like there's no tomorrow, girl."Laura blushed hotly, even though she was alone in her cubicle. "I... am not," she stammered."That ain't what she says. She says you guys are in love and gonna get.