Now there was only one Billy Bob in Glenn Falls. And only one Charlene. And everybody knew that. So everybody knew exactly who the water tower was ref...erring to.And you’d have thought that people would be saying things like, “Too bad about that.” or “That was a terrible thing they did to you and your sister,” or some other thing that indicated they agreed it was a miserable rotten thing to put on a water tower.But you’d have been wrong. Everybody thought it was funny, or cute or some such thing.. I soon learned her clit was the most sensitive spot, and my roving fingers at last brought her to orgasm with a cry.When she came I frantically tore open the rubber and quickly figured how it went on my very hard prick. I crawled toward her open legs, lifting my skirt to allow my boner to protrude and slowly she guided me into her. This was incredible; jacking off was nothing like this! With each thrust I could feel the silky dress slipping over my ass, tickling my cheeks with it's caress. It. When I had him securely strapped I leaned down and kissed him again then stood up and walked over and sat on the couch. He looked at me with an extremely confessed expression on his face. I smiled at him then yelled out “He’s ready!” The bathroom door opened and there stood my best friend wearing a sheer chemise that ended about an inch below her pussy and nothing underneath. You could see her hard nipples creating peaks in the chemise. As she walked closer you could also tell she was. Christ, ohhhhh..!” Her pussy was spasming, and her pussy juice was flooding out of her, and saturating Blackie’s nose, and whiskers, and pouring down his throat, and by Christ! he needed to plunge his huge, thick cock into her steaming hot, juicy cunt! and fuck, and fuck, and fuck… His gigantic balls were by now so swollen with thick, hot, slimy, super-fertile semen, that they were hanging down below his knees, and rumbling, and churning, and he was ACHING with the need to empty them as deep.