Hardly anyone hassled them and many seemed only too pleased to talk to this small group of four despite the fact that they had two pairs of lovely bre...sts staring straight back at them.Becky was thinking that maybe America was changing after all. Blanke Schande College had been around for several decades now and the last decade had been with its ALL NUDE FEMALE policy in full swing. Over that time there would have been quite a few Absolutes venture out into the world from BSC. A few of them had. I spun my wedding ring. Glanced over at her phone on the dresser and its scorching hot contents, wondering if I could find a way to see more. It was unholy to even consider it. A one-way ticket to hell, for sure. But on the flipside, I couldn't unsee what I'd seen already. Was a little more of the same thing so bad? The lyrics from a song I'd heard on the radio swam through my head. Something about coming back Sunday morning to sell your soul.I sensed Kay in the doorway and looked up, her head. Turning to him, she pulls her nightgown over her head and stands naked before him. His gaping eyes caress the entirety of her curvaceous and impossibly sexy body. Then she kneels in front of him, grabs his cock already poking out of the edges of his robe again and brings it to her mouth."Rosa," Carlos mutters an octave too high. Her mouthful giggle causes his cock head to throb and increase in mass.With a loud smack she releases his glans and her gorgeous face tilts up to him, her petite hand. It was a late night, quickly typed story with no spell checker, and no proof read. Enjoy the first story I have ever written, anywhere. I used to notice her on the bus in elementary school, staring at me. Blonde hair not always combed, slightly dirty face now and then, clothes not always clean and she often looked like she dressed herself. But she was still cute as heck, well kempt or not. Thinking back to this time when I was 11 and in 6th grade, I didnt know her mom was drunk and that her dad.