...lover, going so soon?"
"I am not your lover!" Was all Marge screamed as she exited the apartment.
Marge got in her car, and tried to form an idea of what to tell Homer and the
kids. She wasn't a lesbian, she knew it, and she had always loved men. Even
though last night was really good *this can't be happening*
Marge got drove into the house, she noticed everyone was still asleep. *No
one even noticed, what a bunch of ungrateful bastards* Marge began setting
the table and cooking, but all she could do was think about how hot last
night was. Every time she moved her legs she could feel how sore her pussy
was from last night. It was stretched, and very sensitive, she could feel
every little vibration.
Eventually the family Simpson came in, ate, and went out. Marge went about
her day, although she was coonstantly horny, and she even masturbated twice
that day, although she kept thinking of her and Edna's crazy night right
before climaxing. *I need to break it off* she reasoned *I need to get some
closure, I'll call her tonight* she said right after her second orgasm in
that masturbating session.
At six o clock, Marge called information and got Krabopple number. She
called her a little later, to be sure she...