Her blonde hair was always well groomed and framed her face delicately. Her blue eyes had a piercing gaze that could melt even the most stalwart of me... (and some women, although that’s a story for another time) and her figure made you want to grab hold. They had known each other for a lifetime, and he had fallen for her long ago. He had never told her, for fear of losing her altogether, but always was there for her, whenever she needed him. And she needed him now. She stood, wet to the core,. Monique’s room door was ajar so I poked my head around it and through the moonlight shining through the window could just make out Monique laying on the bed on her stomach totally naked. I tried to focus as my eyes adjusted to the light, she was on her right side with her left knee up so her little bubble butt was slightly up in the air and with her legs apart could clearly make out her hairy mound.I moved into the room and stood at the end of the bed where I had a clearer view of her hairy. Amy and I were sharing a room. We wanted to share our fuck sessions for the night too. The question was, do we bring one guy back to the room or two guys? We decided to make the night for one guy. How many guys get to fuck 2 girls at the same time? We wanted our fuck boy to have a special memory of Cancun. I wore a backless top held by the tinniest strings around my neck and waist with a white summer miniskirt, bright green thong so it could be seen in the night club and fuck me heels. Amy had. And that was just the tip of the mischief iceberg. Anything was possible.Everyone knew who was destroying the town, but the trouble was, no one could prove it. Drastic measures needed to be taken. However, no one could do a thing about it, because they didn't know how. Well... most of them didn't know how...Michael was so bored. A whole summer was wasted. Chris's cold that just wouldn't go away, and Robert's camping trip made Michael miserable. His friends wouldn't be able to go out and cause.