Either a dorm or an apartment or the guys house who had the coke. One time, the guy with the coke suggested that she arrive to his house early. He s...id that he just could not get that many people high every week but he did not mind getting her high. So she agreed. She arrived that evening and they each took a bong hit, did a line and cracked open some beers. The guy then started asking her if she had ever had coke sprinkled on her pussy. She said that “No, she had never tried that”. He said. I found myself facing the chiseled valley between his shoulder blades. He was so tall. I had often fantasized what his back might look like, I’d never seen it before today and it was broad, more defined than I ever imagined. It was exquisite and just looking at it sent an all new wetness to my already dripping pussy. I slowly swabbed the mesh sponge across his shoulders, watching as the foamy lather slid down his skin. I savored the sight as my hand glided side to side across his skin. I. He's not as big as some of the other LBs, not quite so imposing; has a pleasant demeanor, doesn't get excited, reacts appropriately and is as deadly as a pit viper when needed. I've seen Cubby put down a pro wrestler almost twice his size with a simple wrist lock and calmly explain the error of his ways while almost tearing the recalcitrant grappler's arm out of its socket. He's one of reasons Bob has no problems with Sally over-nighting with us, and the other girls feel safer here than at home. I asked where my husband was. Jackson laughed and told me that the other colleagues were entertaining my loving Victor at the golf club; until he and Peter could enjoy my company…Peter then pulled my legs apart; pushing them wide open he started to kiss the inside of my thighs, up and down, back and forth…I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan, as Jackson took my hand bringing it up to his hard cock. I wrapped my hand around it and started stroking him.Peter finally put his mouth on my wet.