“You rotten bastards,” Dolly snapped.“Thee could climb up here and get screwed on way to Layburn,” Tommy suggested.“I don’t want to go to ...Layburn,” Dolly replied.“More about cummin than going,” Fred laughed, “Cummin’ not going, gerrit? Oh why do I fuckin’ bother.”“You going to take the piss all night?” Dolly demanded.“Not all night, there’s goods due in hour or so,” Stationmaster laughed.“Well thee’ll be laughing tother side of the chops presently,” Dolly snapped.She put down her case, flipped. The buttons on her dress were still undone but she was no longer fondling herself. My mood changed, I became angry. Angry at myself for divulging secrets. Angry at myself for entertaining this pompous, spoiled woman with stories of my past sexual encounters. Still angry at Wendy for terminating the ‘wall job’ earlier that evening. “It was nothing special, we fucked doggy style and I went home, end of story.” “In the dark?” She just wouldn’t stop. “Yes,” I answered, “in the dark.” “With a. I then turned on his friend who was considerably bigger and started to give him a wet BJ. After about 5 minutes the first man said lets go to his car so we walked over and he said for his friend to sit on the back seat with his legs out so I could continue with my mouth. I bent over and started once again to use my O skills and before I could do or say anything I felt his friend grab me around the waist and next minute his rod entered me. In shock I convulsed and it allowed for him to enter. "That is not real! Please, don'tlet that be real!" Those, my son, are what the experts call degenerates," Jake declaredin the speaking style of a nature TV show presenter. "Some of us firmlybelieve they should be shot wherever encountered." Call them what you want," Scott commented, "but that's... I don't knowwhat to say. Shit!" Seriously," Jake went on, dropping his impression, "I could take outmy AR-15 from the trunk, fill a mag and do just that. It would be afavor to the society at large..