“Sam?” Alex asked.“It’s bad enough you want to--” Sam shook her head. “Yeah, a sweater and a pair of jeans. You’ll wear your bra again.�...�“How tight’s the sweater? Maybe she doesn’t?” I smirked.“Not show-off tight,” Sam said apologetically.The wind kicked again. Max’s coat was rippling. There was practically a gale fighting us home. Every step made me more concerned for my girls. When they did get to speak, Sam sniped Alex, or Max attacked Sam, or Alex pleaded for peace while Max yes-girl’ed her. We were dating, and petting, and sleeping together until we got our associate degrees. But, by then, we were not planning to continue. Then I did come to the University, we did meet. It took a while for you to grow beyond Hank, but you did.We did begin the relationship that was our fate. We did date, and more. You did come to realize that I am your fated true love. Finally, one weekend, Tom did go home for Thanksgiving; we did stay on campus. We did come back from our date to my room. You did. Knowing how Barbette likes to be pleased I ran my tongue all around the lips of her pussy gently nibbling and sucking and as she got wetter I plunged my tongue into her hot centre. After tongue fucking her for a few minutes I latched on to her clit and with a combination of nibbling and swabbing with my tongue brought her to orgasm. While I ate her out Chantelle had continue to play with her breasts. Barbette announced her orgasm with a loud cry and deep moaning.Using her long legs Barbette. The next day, she never left his side. Everywhere she went in the house, he followed. He took her body whenever he pleased...whether he snuck up behind her in the kitchen and cupped her breasts from behind, or pistoned his cock into her inside their jacuzzi tub. His phone was nowhere to be found, his car keys hidden. "The water running off your tits..." he had said as they made love in the hottub, "I'm glad I did this before I died."It occurred to her to run to a neighbors house and plead to.