Boy was I wrong……To be continued……Part 4As I headed off to the showers, walking funny from the serious fucking I had just received, I could fe...l some of the juice start to leak from my hole. I quickened my pace to get to the shower. As I walked in it was empty except one stall was in use, I couldn’t see who was in it nor did I care. I just wanted to get a hot shower. I tossed my stuff on the bench and stripped down letting my clothes fall to the floor. I step into the last stall and hit the. ‘Lori.’ He repeats my name even louder. I move my mouth even faster, careful not to scrape my teeth over the sensitive skin. ‘LORI.’ I jump in my seat and blush. I feel slightly guilty, but I’m so turned on. I just wish I didn’t look like such a ditz in front of the rest of the class. I tuned my attention back to the real Mr. Blackbrook, not the Mr. Blackbrook of my fantasies. ‘Are dimples a dominant or recessive trait?’ he asked me. What the fuck do dimples have to do with anything? I. We spent the days fucking and sucking in our cabana and tanning naked by our secluded pool. At night, Cindi and I would do each other and remark about how we enjoyed having sex like we were back in schoolSandy is abut 5'7", 120 lbs, long brown hair and thin legs, mdium tits with pointy nipplesDan is about 5'11", 170 lbs, dark hair and a medium sized dickThey both enjoyed laying around naked and having sex iwith Cindi and I while we were all in the roomCindi kept in touch and arranged for us to. I had always chalked it up to standard issue complaining. Nobody’s family ever understands them! (Jesus Christ! I should know, right?) In Marilyn’s case, however, I knew this to be true. Marilyn was a lonely girl, and visits home didn’t help a whole lot. Her father was a workaholic obsessed with his business, her mother was buried by trying to raise ten-plus kids, and the next seven kids were all boys and useless to boot. Depending on who she was dealing with at home, she was either the.