He looked over at the beautiful woman beside him. Ashley was fast asleep, lying on her back, the sheet wrapped around her tanned body. He didn’t rem...mber, but obviously at some point during the night he slipped out of her and rolled off of her. As far as he knew, he was still inside her when he fell asleep. What a fantastic night he had! Ashley was an incredible fuck! She was experienced, yet in a way, she wasn’t. She knew what she was doing, she had done it before, yet it seemed like she. We stood there together under the running water for what felt like hours. We were enveloped in deep and passionate kisses. She took time to run hot, soapy water to her hands then wash and massage my balls while stroking life back into my hardening cock. I turned her back to me then reached around to lather her tits, stomach, then down to her smoothly shaved pussy lips. She bent gently at the waist, encouraging me to enter her. I dipped my head in the just a bit to tease us both and get. The funny thing though was I wanted Vicky more than June. I had seen her completely nude when she ran from June’s bedroom. Her dark pubic hair framed between her full thighs. One night, not long after the bedroom scene, Vicky came into my room after I had gone to bed. She stood next to my bed and pulled down her panties. She pulled back the covers and slipped inside them with me. I could feel her warm body next to me, pressing and pressing. She squirmed down and took my cock in her mouth. I. Everyone calls me Leprechaun because... well, I look like one, or at least I look like that weird Leprechaun Notre Dame uses as it team mascot. I don’t smoke a pipe or wear strange green clothing or run around with my fists in the air searching for a fight, but I’m short and my hair is that same orange color and I have what people call a “Leprechaun Beard.”With my beard in that weird pattern, everyone assumes I am trying to look like a Leprechaun, so that’s what they call me. I don’t trim it.