"Probably something about the robbery," Mavis muttered. "There's booze in the kitchen and the den; help yourself. I'll be back as soon as I can get ba...k."At the store, Willie stopped her from taking the elevator to his office. "The investigator--Ben Glover--wants to interview you about the robbery. He's somewhere in the storeroom."Mavis' skin felt cold and scaly as that of a fish or a snake. She didn't want anything to do with Ben Glover--especially not in the darkened stockroom! But she. . Dave sat and chatted with my mom for a few minutes and then we grabbed our bikes and headed out to the woods. The woods was a five or six acre patch of trees near my house that had not yet been developed. We had our own paths through the tangled underbrush, and had build a nice and private fort for our use. We got their quickly and Dave unpacked his bag handing me a June 1972 issue. The centerfold was a brunette with big, firm tits and she looked sexy as hell laying in a bubble filled. Although she'd been there before, everything seemed new to her ... something that Kent suspected was the case anywhere she went.Julia's changes were the most obvious. When she'd stumbled out of the bar two weeks ago, well-fucked by Kent and all his patrons, she'd looked essentially the same as when he'd first laid eyes on her, barring the addition of a few tattoos - a sweet, pretty, skinny young girl. But now ... well, in addition to the half-dozen new tatts that she'd gotten since then, she'd. .. To relieve the tension evident by the bulge in my pants, and quench this fire Wanting to insert myself inside a vaginal tunnel, fucking, for a time, long Feeding the pussy with each thrust as it sings a silent song Images of a fuck face accents the act, with each facial twitch Mutually masturbating each other, scratching that horny itch Throwing ourselves into a madness of pleasurable pain Fucking like wrestling lions on the African plain Moving in and out with ferocity, servicing a very hot.