She was perfection in mind, body and spirit, and she was mine.Breaking the kiss, she went to my ear and nibbled, her hot breath sending pulsing sensat...ons directly to my already hard cock. She whispered in a sultry voice, "So are you going to fuck my ass, stud?"I moaned at her nastiness and her hot breath. Taking charge, like she loved me to do, I put my hands on her shoulders and guided her to her stocking-clad knees. I suggested, "You better get me nice and ready."She looked up, her eyes. "All things I had told myself before as well."Not to mention," She continued, gesturing at our daughter who was busy devouring her pancakes, "the school here is great,"I smiled faintly. Even if I was overqualified and bored out of my mind, I had to stick to it for the kids sake. The duty of a father after all. Damn it, Jess and her logic."You're right babe, as per usual," I finished my coffee and rose from my seat. "Well, I better be off, want to make a good first impression and all that. Wish. They'd all had roommates in college. I had commuted to the local school and didn't live in a dorm. Apparently there was a lot of slap and tickle amongst college girls, especially in sororities.Then one night at a bachelorette party, a tall slender woman with flowing blonde hair and boobs even bigger than Joyce's sidled up to me. I didn't know her. She hadn't been part of our circle. "You look bored," she said. I was. The male strippers were putting on a show, and I could barely even watch it. I. Gemmalyn was on her hands and knees, and Mesila clambered onto her back, in order to keep her down. A roar went up from the audience as the heavier Filipina started thrusting her pelvis forward, trying to stab her dildo into Gemmalyn's arse. Finally, Mesila felt her fake cock slip forward, and she let out a cry of triumph: "Yes!!!" She pushed forward with all her might, but the referee had moved to where he could see better."Nice try, but that's her pussy. Take the dildo out and start over.