Put simply, it was competition to see who could sleep with 15 girls in their freshman year - a feat that some claimed was impossible. Like many of the...other guys in your class, you had made the Freshman 15 one of your goals for the year, but being stuck inside of a tiny little room with nothing to do while everyone else was getting to know each other was going to set you miles behind.The one upside of the whole hospital trip, you reflect to yourself as you pack away one of your two suitcases,. That and hearing the barroom regulars commiserate with me endlessly. I'd be asking them to lighten up in the future. I had a life to get back to.I did finally ask the group two nights later to lighten up. They did, and things went along okay for a while. Then, it happened: the second worst night of my life.Her asshole lover, now husband—yes, they'd gotten married about two weeks after the divorce was final—had got her pregnant. The babies name was Sadie, so I was told by some who knew the two. Not saying anything I was ready to return the favor as I pushed her back onto the couch and slid her tight white cotton panties down. There I was met with a glorious unkempt bush that seemed to cover her labia almost completely. It was clear she hadn't shaved, waxed, or even trimmed for awhile. My kind of woman I thought to myself. Her bush was so thick and hairy that I decided I'd eat her out if I was lucky enough to have a second encounter with Vanessa. She didn't seem to mind when I crawled. "It … feels … so … good!" June had to put her hands out so he wouldn't ram her head into the back door. The van was rocking and soon filled with sounds of moaning and grunting. "Don’t stop!" June shouted over her shoulder and George swore her eyeballs were blazing with fire. She squealed out her orgasm after about a minute of fucking. That's my girl! George thought to himself, loving this new wild side of June. He continued to pillage her pussy while she shivered and shook. June was mumbling.