She was a pretty prominent journalist for a local newspaper, owned her own book store on Main St, and coached the Volleyball team for the high school ...on Wednesdays. ‘Carrie, are you listening? Carrie? Hello earth to Carrie, come in Carrie…’ ‘Huh….wh…oh I’m sorry what were you saying?’ stammered Carrie as a slow blush crawled across her face, ‘Wait! What are you doing here and how did you get in? How do you know my name?’ ‘Shh it’s alright quiet down. I am sorry if I frightened you it wasn’t my. Her extremely short skirt was pushed up over her thighs, almost to her waist and her little white panties didn't leave much to the imagination. They were almost transparent and the shape of her obviously shaven pussy was clearly visible through the thin material. I watched as Jay put a foot up on the desk to spread her legs wider to allow Ann easier access to her already sopping wet pussy. Ann licked and kissed, again from right between Jay legs, her tongue probing between her labia and licking. Then he slipped them intohis backpack. Now for the others. When the snakes withdrew, the girls had let their legsdrop. They all raised them again at Coyote's approach. Perhaps they did soby instinct. By instinct or not, it was exactly what he wanted. He took aimand shot each girl in the backside. Then, when their kicking and whimperingand bitter outcries were through, down came their panties, just like Betty's. For a while, he just stared in wonder at the sight: twenty-nine big, beautifulfays;. I could actually remember that picture being taken; I had just cum and the girls, delighted, were in the process of swallowing the thick spunk which now oozed from my bell-end! Lucinda gulped and again held her hand to her mouth. She blushed as she hesitantly asked, "Larry...Larry...is that...that penis...real, I mean...it's quite big...just how big, I wonder"? I smiled, a broad grin as I sighed and said proudly, "Well Lucinda, to answer your question; it's a little over f******n inches long.