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"See you there! You gonna be waddling again?" I could hear her laughing through the phone. "No, I'm not seeing Stan before I see you, silly girl." "Not that I'd blame you! Holy shit was he amazing. I'll never doubt your stories of debauchery again, that's for sure!" I smiled wickedly. I sure taught her a lesson! Never assume I'm lying when I'm talking about sexploits! I ended up at the mall early and decided to shop for some sexy shoes for the evening. Stephanie didn't know it yet, but I had designs Old Farts on her lovely figure. She'd find out soon enough. No sooner had I walked around the center fountain than I ran into Steph. "Well aren't you the early bird," she said with a grin. "Give me 30 minutes and I'll meet you in the food court, ok?" We hugged and went our separate ways. The mall was dead, so when I walked into the shoe store the Hardcore clerk jumped up, happy to have someone to talk to. He was a bit younger than me, and apparently was going through a bit of a 'Goth' phase. His long black hair hung loosely around his face, shrouding the heavy eyeliner and black lipstick. He looked like he really, really wanted everyone to believe he was a bad-ass. Looking me up and down, I could see the desire welling up inside him. I could almost read the x-rated thoughts running through his little teenage brain. In his haste to sprint around the end of the counter, he caught his toe on the carpet strip separating the behind-the-counter tile and the Berber carpet of the showroom. Goth-boy face-planted himself right there in the aisle in front of me. Sputtering blood from his nose, he jumped up muttering obscenities. "Fuck man, that HURT!" Blood was freely flowing from his nostrils. I ducked behind the counter and grabbed a bunch of paper towels. "Here, let me help you," I said as I tilted his head back and applied some pressure to his nose. "Ahhh! Shit, are you trying to kill me?" He yanked the wad of paper towels out of my hand and held them Big Tits against his nose himself. "Sorry, I was just trying to help," I said. I couldn't help but laugh at him. "What, so how you're laughing at me? Nice." "You gotta admit, it was pretty funny." He blushed. "Yeah, yeah, ok. It was kinda funny." He smirked and then burst out laughing. I did too. Facing me away from him, he lifted me up by the waist with his strong hands and slid my pussy directly onto his cock. Marcy shakes as Big Tits she orgasms, holding Lisa’s mouth to her pussy. As usual, I was first and Sophie was second. She smiled nervously at me. The principal's office was empty. As I disappeared into the woods, someone screamed, and an alarm bell tolled. “But I still miss living at the mansion with everyone,” Sonja whined. “You probably also shouldn’t have Old Farts a personal driver and a penthouse suite, but you only live once, right?” she gives me that sweet innocent smile that I can’t refuse. The buttery, sweet, and salty taste was new to him and out of reaction he spit it out. She pulled her arm out of her mother's cunt to coat it all around and then shoved it back in. The arm quickly sank 10 inches into her mother cunt and stopped with her elbow against her mother's groin. To my surprise, she did. You notice that all stress has simply disappeared. "Mistress Fortunus my Lord Apollon requires some Hardcore questions answered. There's not much they can do about that unless you're in a state park and the rules specifically forbid it." It splashes against the side of my mouth and falls in. Again I savor the taste. The ‘handsie assault” was bringing her body up to a very high level of passion.