X.X.X Stanley Monroe, Alphonse Marcoloni, and Samuel Bordelon each approached Sheila and asked her to the St. Thomas Aquinas Homecoming Dance. With a ...neer, she turned each of them down, she was going with her Paul. Stanley was the only one that was actually attracted to the flat chested eighteen year old girl, Al and Sam only asked her out because they didn’t like Paul Zwylliger. Al because Paul made better grades and Sam because Audrey Kessler, his girlfriend, had let it slip that she thought. Kay opened her long over coat revealing her lack of pants then wriggled down lower in the seat and spread her legs as she thought about his gear shifter rubbing against her slit. Her hands slid down between her legs and began to massage her clit. A flash of lights and a loud rumble from two chrome stacks brought her out of her fantasy and she looked up to see that black Pete that she had longed to see. It circled the parking lot and pulled into the slot beside of her. Kay quickly closed her. Mike let go of the shaft and watched as the dick sagged downwards threatening to come out of her grasping cunt. Jana drew a sharp breath in and started to reach for the monster to keep it from leaving her but Mike caught it at the end and then ever so gently started to press it into her open hole. Inch by inch he slid the dildo deeper and deeper into her. As if she needed more room, she spread her legs even wider hoping that would help ease the dick's passage. When it finally hit bottom, Jana. “Damn,” I hissed.“Let me see,” he said and I lifted my skirt. This time he felt my ass and squeezed one of my cheeks. “My turn now. If I’m right on this one you take off all your clothes and march down below.”“Really? Hmm,” I mumbled, looking at the steps. Then, “Okay, yes. On you go.”He pulled up his shorts and said, “You’re married.”I stared at him for a few seconds — then stepped out of my skirt and lifted off my top, standing naked while he stared at me. I drank my wine and put the glass.