‘That and you’re his hero,’ Tina said. ‘Yes, well…ah…’ Tommy mumbled, not sure what to say. Being someone’s hero was a new and pretty ...eady concept. He and Tina continued talking, covering a wide range of topics. He found out a lot about her. Her parents were alcoholic, and one of the reasons she married Ron was to get out of her home, only to find out she’d run into a worse situation. After she and Ron separated, she started going to meetings of a support group for children of alcoholics. One. I am a 22 year old graduate student in my last two weeks of summer break. I am 5’8”, with long black hair, brown eyes, firm 34B breasts, and a figure I keep fit by running three to five miles, five days a week. I have my life all planned out and everything has been going according to that plan. That is until two months ago when I did something that may change all of that. My current boyfriend had gone home for the summer leaving me behind to hang around the campus. There are always many. Several weeks had passed, and I found myself frequently attempting to steer our conversations toward any topic where sexual overtones could be introduced.“Have you ever been to a bachelor party?” I asked my brother as he sifted through a large box of videotapes he bought at a garage sale earlier that day.“No, why do you ask?” He did not break his fascination with one particular cassette in his hands.“Oh, I don’t know,” I began, “my friend said her older brother went to one, and they had this. I literally lifted her with wall when inserted fingers to touch the deepest wall inside. This was too much for both of us and we moved towards bed. I lay her down and started sucking her toe. We were enjoying every bit of our session. I kept licking her legs while moved ahead towards her white fleshy thighs. I was mad by now and opened her pussy with two fingers from both hands. I could see the rosy skin inside her pussy and I dig my tongue to take out each drop of wetness I could see. I was.