The foul stench that floated throughout his household and the cob webs that decorated every wall. All of that grossed her out but it didn't stop her f...om thinking about the feeling she had. That sexual feeling between her legs,when she thought of him. Sarah had never had anyone eat her pussy before much less fuck her little twat. She tried to escape the feeling but she couldn't get him or it out of her mind."Mom did you make those cookies for that nice old man?" she asks. "I don't think you. It might of just been my Virgin eyes, or perhaps the low lighting reflecting off of her beautiful face, but that was absolutely the best body i have ever seen. Slowly i reached up, my hands shakey and a little sweaty, I felt her boobs. For the first time i grabbed a boob, and not just any boob, the naked boob of the girl who i loved. They were soft, yet strangly firm. Impossible to accurately describe. I kissed her neck, and again. I got an idea in my head, and slowly, ever so slowly i kissed. Junior year, second semester, I went to the office for my teacher. A girl I liked helped in the office for her free period. She was Japanese with long black hair that fell down her back. She had icy blue eyes that were accented by her black eyeliner. She had on black lipstick, black converse, and a black and purple skirt with black pants on and a black t-shirt with purple letters that read, “If you think you’re normal. You are weirder than me and I’m a Goth.” She looked like a little Gothic. “Share?” Wanda asked, her inflection telling me that she wasn’t sure what Tara meant.“Yes, share, as in we share with each other when he’s busy with one of the other wives like you and I did,” Tara whispered.“All of them?” Wanda gasped disbelievingly.“We have a very large bed,” she chuckled. That was true. They took four of the corn shuck mattresses and carefully ripped the stitching out. Then they stitched them together into one very wide mattress after adding more stuffing. Then they did four.