They sat together at the stern, dark-skinned and black-haired, small but strong, wearing only loin clothes, one of them steering the boat by the handl... of its outboard engine, the other one with half-closed eyes, hardly moving at all. From time to time, they switched their roles.I did not look at my watch – time meant little to me now, and I knew that we would reach the temple before the evening.For a long time, no one spoke a word. It was Liz who first broke the silence."You will die," she. Shalini: (laughing) haha you just being generous, a guy of your age and stature would have fucked me dirtily if you would not have been holding anything back, you were very generous on me.Me: well that’s my style, I like it being slow at start and then pick up the pace. I hope you liked it that way.Shalini: oh I loved it! At first you make me feel loved then you fucked me like a whore. Complete satisfaction. (she started rubbing my dick while saying this)Me: oh Shalini, why so desperate? I am. Miss big boobs was pissed I could tell, but I had my man. We drank some more and everyone was talking about the blowjob they had witnessed and how great Harry was when midnight came. So while everyone was toasting and kissing the New Year I took off my shirt and bra, tennis shoes, pants and panties and told Harry it was time for the real show. I took off his jeans, layback on the couch with my legs spread and guided Harry’s throbbing tool into my wet wanton kitty. Nature took over from there as. A mysterious list that became not-so-mysterious, evolved and evolved over three years that showed off Wayside’s sexiest. It evolved so much that it became a book. Then an actual event. This isn’t your run-of-the-mill pageant. This is the story of The List.“Yo, she’s fine!” A freshman said.“I bet she’s going to be picked this year! Mmm!” Another one said.I love women. That is obvious. Some of you might say that this is misogynistic. Some might say this is perverted. To all of you that I offended.