It didn't mean there was no time to play. A girl named Amanda was my room mate. She was short and a bit on the plump side. Huge breasted, long brown h...ir, pretty brown eyes and loads of fun. Her favorite food was pizza. That was the reason for her being a little overweight. If she had a figure like mine, the males on campus would be tripping all over themselves to get dates with her. I had a lot of offers but turned them down when I told them that my boyfriend was Johnny Wilson. Amanda and me. Her pussy made a loud, squelching sound as she pulled her panties to the side and drove two fingers into her wet snatch. Bianca bucked as Vanessa stroked her off, her cocks throbbing and bouncing, the sensations of having two cocks almost too much for her to handle. Her toes curled as she was masturbated, the smell of Vanessa’s pussy beginning to fill the air, the sounds of her fingers sliding in and out of herself loud and wet. “Get up on the table, Vanessa. I can’t take this anymore!” Bianca. I saw her walk from around the corner and caught my breath. Jet black hair with a face that anybody would fantasize about, D cup boobs that were waiting to be grabbed, and the hottest body with an ass that was the perfect size. It was Briana, the girl that I fantasized about more than anyone else. I remember her from 8th grade, I had a huge crush on her, and she had a crush on me too. She was fucking hot then and now she is even more fuckable. “I brought her here because I know that you thought. "I know today has been weird. Really weird, in some ways. But if you're okay with one room — with two beds, of course! — so am I. I think it's silly for you to waste your money on two rooms every time we stop."Jen looked at me, her brown eyes open and questioning, as she searched my face. Finally, she nodded. "All right. I really don't like staying in hotel rooms by myself, especially motels like this. But they better have rooms with two beds. And if Mike ever asks, you had your own room."She.