“Thanks, Liz,” Emma said meekly. Liz was Emma’s age but different from Emma in every other way. For one, she was as skinny as a stick and always...dressed in very revealing tops (though she didn’t really have any bust to flaunt.) Liz was also a big time party-girl; she and Emma really had nothing in common outside of work, so they never really hung out but they were very social at work.Beyond Liz’s comment, no one else really seemed to notice. That was what made Emma realize that the skirt must. ”“Hi,” Michelle replied.“Pleased to meet you,” Kit replied.“This is my space,” Nichelle said, leading Kit through a door marked with a capital D. She closed the door behind her.“Bunk bed -- do you sleep on top or bottom?”“Bottom ... though sometimes I climb up on top to study or read.”“I like how you draped the blankets to make curtains ... like your own sanctum sanctorum.”“It’s cozy...”“It’s small ... but with the common lounge ... It’s a nice room, Nichelle.” She approached him and he. She said that she had kissed it once. I asked her to apply some honey on my dick and I applied some on her cunt. I told her to come in 69 on me. She rested her cunt on my mouth and started to kiss my dick. She slowly took it inside and she was hot. As I started to munch and chew her cunt, she started to move her mouth in and out of my dick. We enjoyed it as we both moaned in pleasure. I held her and asked her to come on me from top. She was surprised, but obeyed me. She slid her juicy cunt into. And her lips were plump and curved perfectly. We did everything together. One night we decided she should stay the night at my house, since my parents were gone for the weekend and we could talk about things a little more private. My body filled with excitement when I heard the doorbell ring and ran downstairs to answer it. I opened the door and took a moment to stare at Lauren. She was wearing a tight t-shirt that hugged her curves nicely, and a tiny pair of shorts. We greeted each other and I.