He shook his head and watched his employer's growing excitement. He's gotta scratch his kicks out of the dirt. Just look at him, Mario thought, he ain...'t interested in watching the dog lick her pussy. He ain't watching the dog's big prick oozing out of its hole and getting itself ready. Hell, he ain't even looking at her tits. Got a couple of bolts loose somewhere. Gotta be. All he cares about is watching the girl's face and seeing her suffer. He's fuckin' the kid's soul, that's what he's doing,. Knees pumping and ponytailsflying, they threw themselves onto their small, blond friend in averitable gale of affection. Faces were kissed, bottoms were patted, andgigantic hugs exchanged all round.Words tumbled over each other in a geyser of liquid childspeak: Hi Angiewe been playing over on th' swings and on th' slides and on th'bigspinnything andAlisonMillerwasdoingcartwheels andTommyNorbertfelloffth' highslideandTracyDwightsaidthis andJeannieSaltersaidthat-And so on.Brad caught them on the. . Goddamn it ... fuck it ... hell, yes!” Amy’s snatch grew slicker and juicier with each stroke of her bouncing up and down on me.I grabbed my sister’s buns and she really went crazy with her lust, her repeated kisses to my face and neck exhibiting her affection and passion as well. We had been lovers for quite a while, in fact, and once we became intimate, we never stopped it or even slowed down. I adored my Anastassia, and I certainly loved Mom, but Amy ... Amy was my soulmate, the greatest. Vickersdescribing everything. I stood next to Joyce in awe, as the entireaudience stood and applauded. For some unknown reason I curtsied low tothe audience with Joyce following my lead. The Principal and DistrictSuperintendent came out of the wings with a bouquet of flowers for eachof us, when I was asked by Mrs. Stempic to remove the duster and allowthe Press to photograph it. I removed the duster when the lights loweredand the music began and as they say, I worked the catwalk. Those.