Jenny rolled out from under the thing and yelled: "Try it now." Her fourteen year old daughter, Dakota, hit the remote starter switch. It hummed like ...a clock. Jenny pulled the remote starter switch off and tightened the bolt holding the distributor in place. The manual said 8° of advance, but it ran better at about 20°. "I don't know what that means to advance it that far." She thought but didn't know what else to do.Jenny peeled off her coveralls and threw them in the back seat along with her. Anytime a boy even tried to get close to her, she would recoil in fear and start to shake and sweat. She has never told anyone about the abuse. She seemed destined to suffer in silence.Nancy's one activity in which she found comfort was listening to music. She particularly liked the album 'Just Jimmy Reed', which her cousin had bought her on a trip to Chicago. She would listen to side one over and over, basking in the primal rhythms and sexual motifs while getting lost in the sound of Jimmy's. . please!” Sybil whimpered desperately trying to screw her buttocks back down from the hot flicking of her husband’s licking tongue.His only answer was another horrid stab with his pointed tongue into the tight fleshy ring of nether flesh. “AAAaaaagh!” Sybil groaned, and tiny goose bumps began to form all over her quaking breasts and smooth white belly. She sobbed helplessly and with a terrible, sinking feeling, she felt her body give up. Through the horror she felt her wide-held buttocks jerk. .. it suits us just fine." He was smiling, the twinkle in his eyes as he said that giving lie to the comment as his words had hinted at more than that.And though she felt comfortable, Anna was still nervous, though she also knew part of that was due to her arousal as well."Would you care for something else to drink?" Larry had asked crossing over towards a spacious side bar where there was plenty of liquor. And though she had probably had enough already, with her head already buzzing, she.