The restaurant was everything he looked for in an eating establishment. First of all, it was family owned and run and not a chain restaurant. Second o...f all, the time he tended to be there — around four o'clock in the afternoon — was the slowest time of the day for Brannigan Station since lunch had ended and dinner had yet to begin. Often he was the only customer in the place at this hour. The most significant reason — the reason that kept him coming back — was that even if there were customers. "So tell me, Luv," she asked, "are you a Virgin?" No answer. The girl just continued to stare. The fingers moved across the breast and gently grasped thenipple. "Well?" Still no answer. She mashed the nipple with considerable force whichelicited a muffled yelp of pain from behind the gag. Thegirl's eyes started watering. Without raising her voice, thewoman said, "When I ask a question, you answer." The girl nodded frantically. "Yes?" the woman asked without relaxing her grip. The girl kept. Have you ever fucked a girl, Charlie Brown? Uh, no, he answered. He knew that Linus had drunk Sallys pee, but he didnt know that he might have fucked her too. Have you? Well, sort of, said Linus. They walked a little further until they came to the fence at the end of the lot. There, standing all alone in the corner, stood the smallest, ugliest, most mis- shapen tree either one of them had ever seen. The price on the tag said $3.00. Its perfect, exclaimed Charlie Brown, Ill take it. Linus. Giving him a sloppy blow job like this was really turning me up. I repositioned myself so my dress bared my ass and soaking pussy. As I am going to town in him, I felt his hands on my rear caressing my slit; first one finger, then two. Finally he was fucking me with three fingers while I slobbered away on his engorged dick. He stopped and used some of my pussy juices to lube up my asshole. Knowing what I like, he slipped his index finger into my star and put the other two fingers back in my.