And we're going to talk." - - - Mark ordered some darkish craft beer and got me a margarita. Cadillac, of course. "So Patience," he said as we waited ...or the bevvies. "How did you get here? And by that, I mean, how did you get to the point of not being able to afford a car repair? You're what, 26?" "You're sweet. I'm 29, almost 30. And thank you so much for getting the money from Evans 'the shitbird' and for paying the rest of it off." "Don't thank me yet, sweetie. That was a loan. Keep going.". What if he wants more? Do you think he might want a blow job?' I couldn't believe my ears. The two girls were both in the upper 6th form making them nearly 18. One was Carol, a somewhat large girl with breasts that appeared around the corner before she did. The other was Heather, an absolute knockout blonde. They approached the gate. 'Hello, Mr Webley. Sorry we're late. Please don't report us to Miss Hyde. You know what she'll do to us tomorrow if you do' said Carol. 'No, what's that?' I. She coaxed my legs back, way up over my head and spread them wide. She took her cock in her hand and positioned it against my asshole. She pushed against the entrance, and the head of her cock slipped into me. Her finger work had relaxed my ass nicely, but her cock was thicker that her fingers so it still needed a bit of coaxing. She took her time, and eased her way in. Inch by blissful inch until her balls were pressed against mine. We looked deep into each other’s eyes as she started to fuck. "There are so many questions" John said in his ditzyvoice " have to talk to my girlfriends, er, I mean the guys." The sexyblonde continued to walk, secretly enjoying what had happened to her.Chapter 8After what felt like hours of walking, John finally arrived back at thesorority house. While walking, John's bedazzled Samsung Galaxy IVvibrated nonstop! After reading all the texts, he got the feeling thathe, and to a lesser extent his girls, were the sluts of USC. He hadreceived over forty texts,.