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J.N.: "I can make a bigger splash than you!" |
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Jimmy: "Oh yeah, give it a shot." |
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[While jumping up and down on diving board] |
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J.N.: "Can opener!" |
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[Big splash] |
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Jimmy: "Man, that one was huge." |
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J.N.: "You go." |
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[While running towards pool] |
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Jimmy: "Ahhhh, jacknife!" |
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[Jumps in and small splash] |
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Tracy: "That was a dud, Jimmy." |
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Jimmy: "Shutup, Tracy." |
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Tracy: "You shutup." |
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[Door opens, walks over] |
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Momma: "Lunch time kids." |
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[Kids yelling happily] |
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Momma: "I made some jelly sandwiches and sliced up some cantelope. I |
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figured you could eat a little food and and then maybe play with yer |
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cock and balls fer a while." |
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J.N.: "I'm just gonna eat, mom." |
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Momma: "All right. And then maybe a little later, you can play with yer |
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cock and balls fer momma." |
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J.N.: "I don't think so." |
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Momma: "Ok. Slow down Jimmy, yer already halfway done with yer |
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sandwhich. You're gonna get a belly ache." |
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Jimmy: "No I'm not. I'm hungry." |
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Momma: "I know, but you shouldn't so fast. You're rushing honey, you're |
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gonna choke. Put down your sandwhich and beat off your cock and balls |
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for a little bit. Pace yourself." |
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Jimmy: "Oh god." |
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Momma: "Tracy, do you want some fruit or a sandwhich?" |
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Tracy: "No mom, I'm trying to lose weight. Guy said I'm getting fat." |
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Momma: "What? You look beautiful honey. He's crazy." |
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Tracy: "Guy said last summer I looked better in a bathing suit, so I'm |
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gonna try to lose like three or four pounds." |
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Momma: "Awww, sweetheart. You've got so much to learn. Guy doesn't want |
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you to lose weight, baby. It's just his way of telling you he wants you |
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to smack around his cock and balls some more, honey. He's got some balls |
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and some cock. You gotta stroke his schlong or at least bite his nuts." |
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Tracy: "Mom!" |
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Momma: "You're scared, aren't ya honey. You want momma to help you? |
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Momma will stroke Guy's penis for him. No one has to know. I'll sneak in |
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when it's dark." |
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Tracy: "No! Mom, please!" |
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Momma: "You don't know how to tug on the cock and balls? You need momma |
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to show you? Get me a carrot, sweetheart. Where are you going!?" |
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J.N.: "Mom, where's the suntan lotion?" |
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Momma: "It's under the chair baby. You gonna lube up yer cock and balls |
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and wack it for a little bit?" |
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J.N.: "Uhh, no. I'm just going to put some on my face so I don't get |
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sunburnt." |
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Momma: "Smart thinking honey. And while yer at it you can put some on |
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your brother's ding dong and knock around his nuts for him." |
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Jimmy: "Mom!" |
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Momma: "What Jimmy. Why don't you let your brother wack your cock and |
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nuts for a little bit. You're not playing with them right now so why |
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not let him. Share, baby!" |
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Jimmy: "You're weird mom! I'm going swimming!" |
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Momma: "Oh, you shouldn't swim for a half an hour. I read that." |
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Jimmy: "Why?" |
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Momma: "Because you just ate, honey. And you'll get cramps. Why don't |
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you just lay on the side of the pool and jiggle your balls for momma." |
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Jimmy: "It's ok. I'll stay in the shallow end." |
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Momma: "Ok, baby. But don't hurt yourself with that big juicy hog of |
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yours." |
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Jimmy: "Hey, J.N. Throw me that frisby." |
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J.N.: "Here! Whoops!" |
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[Sails over and falls to the ground] |
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Jimmy: "Nice throw. Right over the fence and into the Chasen's yard." |
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Momma: "Don't get all huffy puffy. I'll get it. Momma will make |
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everything all right. J.N. you watch Jimmy and make sure he's safe in |
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that water." |
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J.N.: "Ok, ma." |
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Momma: "And if you want you can beat your cock and balls. Hi Mr. |
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Chasen!" |
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Mr. Chasen: "Oh, hi Emily. How are you?" |
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Momma: "Oh, the boys threw the frisbee over the fence again. And there |
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it is under the bush." |
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Mr. Chasen: "I'll get it for you." |
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Momma: "Sorry. Thank you. And while your under that bush, why don't you |
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jack around your cock and balls for yourself. You can stare at my jugs |
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and play with that healthy wang of yours." |
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Mr. Chasen: "No, I'll just.. I'll just get your frisbee." |
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Momma: "All right baby." |
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Mr. Chasen: "Here you go." |
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Momma: "Thank you. Thanks. Thank Mr. Chasen, boys!" |
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Boys: "Thanks Mr. Chasen!" |
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Mr. Chasen: "You're welcome fellas." |
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Momma: "Have a good day. Oh, and..and tell your son Tommy, if he wants |
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to come over later and play with his cock and balls with the kids he's |
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always welcome. I don't know what happened with him and the boys, but |
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they don't seem to be friendly anymore." |
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Mr. Chasen: "I'll do that Emily." |
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Momma: "All right. He's got a big one. You know that." |
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Momma: "Tracy! You're boyfriend Guy's car just pulled up." |
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Tracy: "Ok mom. Please don't embarass me!" |
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Momma: "Everything embarasses you at this age, but I'll do my best. |
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Don't worry." |
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Guy: "Is it ok to come in?" |
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Tracy: "Come on back here guy!" |
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Momma: "Oh!" |
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Tracy: "Thanks for coming over!" |
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Momma: "Nice to see you Guy." |
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Guy: "Hi Mrs. Tucker." |
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Momma: "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?" |
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Guy: "I didn't bring a bathing suit with me." |
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Momma: "Oh no! You don't need a bathing suit. Just pull off your clothes |
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and let your cock and balls feel the nice warm water." |
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Guy: "Uhhh, that's ok, Mrs. Tucker." |
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Momma: "Come on! Pull out your cock and balls. The water's heated. |
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You'll love it." |
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Tracy: "Mom! Stop it! Now!" |
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Momma: "What are you talking about, honey!? This way his balls are out, |
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you can stroke his ding dong in front of all of us. Come on, pull out |
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that hog of yours. I wanna see it anyways. I wanna know what my |
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daughter's been stroking." |
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Tracy: "Mom! Stop it!" |
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Momma: "In fact, everybody, pull out your cock and balls and rub it for |
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momma. Play with yourself. It'll be good. Everyone. Wack away!" |
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J.N.: "You're sick mom! I'm leaving." |
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Jimmy: "I'm going to Billy's house. I can't take this anymore." |
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[Walking away] |
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Guy: "Come on, let's go." |
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Tracy: "You've humiliated me and Guy. We are so outta here." |
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Momma: "What did I do? What is the matter with you all? Come back here! |
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You're ruining the day! It's so beautiful out. This is too much of a..." |
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[Picks up phone and starts dialing while car drives off] |
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"I can't take these kids anymore..." |
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[Phone rings and gets picked up] |
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Grandma: "Hello?" |
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Momma: "Momma, it's me, I'm very upset," |
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Grandma: "Oh, what's the matter, baby?" |
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Momma: "The kids are yelling at me and they left me here all alone." |
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Grandma: "Did you tell them the kids to play with their cock and balls?" |
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Momma: "I told them to play with their cock and balls." |
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Grandma: "And what did they say?" |
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Momma: "They don't wanna play with them anymore." |
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Grandma: "Why don't they wanna play with them anymore?" |
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Momma: "I don't understand. They've got cock and balls. They should play |
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with them." |
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Grandma: "Poppy always loves when I play with his cock and balls." |
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Momma: "You smack around daddy's cock still, why shouldn't they beat |
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theirs?" |
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Grandma: "Tell them to come over to grandma's house. I'll play with |
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their cock and balls." |
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Momma: "Oh momma |
