Chapter Fifteen
“Oh god,” exclaimed Lilly in awe of Billy Joe’s meat. The only black man to have her was the junkman, and he had had a swiveled little stick for a d**k, and she was higher than the Milky Way, and now as Billy Joe’s d**k hardened, she found enchantment in a real c**k. She imagined Billy Joe’s hands upon her, and his c**k inside her, and his big bull balls beating bruises on her thighs. Lilly followed Billy Joe’s c**k as it bounced in time with Billy Joe’s feet. She gasped as Billy Joe’s buttocks flexed, and sighed as Billy Joe’s strong hands retrieved a two wheel-hauler from the storage closet, rolled it to a place beside where she knelt, and placed it under Stanley Shultz’s picture. Then Lilly’s neck craned as Billy Joe strolled to the mattress where Mistress Aggie lounged
