Judy felt Joe's fist stab hard into one big asscheek. She
spun to face him and her jaw fell open with a gasp. He was
holding his closed fist out in front of his chest and
wiggling his tounge disrespectfully. Judy slapped her hand
to the sore spot. She rubbed out the pain through the thin
denim stretched tight over her ample assflesh. The white
skin underneath tingled ferociously and a savage and angry
sensation ran like electricity down the insides of her
thighs. The teenage girl was revving up but was presently a
frozen statue of angry energy. She stared at joe in
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What do you do now?

	Joe bgins to really use the fist
	Judy decides this should be a special fight

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Story program written by Valerie Mates