That's funny, Tara thought when he was gone. He drove all the way from California with his driver's license in the trunk? That doesn't sound like Pres...on.Tara began looking around the ornate hotel restaurant, and noticed that the only other female patrons were, like she and Danielle, lovely young blondes with massive boobs. Both women smiled at Tara when she made eye contact with them, but mixed with those smiles was that same expression of uneasy dismay. And, like Danielle, both women gawked. " Dave," I asked, "How do you know she's the one?" Believe it or not I wanted to know about Alice and I as much as what Dave believes.He said, "Jake, I took her cherry. She was a virgin and she gave it to me. Did you ever make it with a virgin Jake?" I don't really know," I replied. "I really don't know." It's the greatest, Jake. You don't get compared to anyone. You just do your thing and enjoy it. She yelled out. 'Oh, my God, ' when her hymen was broken. I'm telling you, Jake, it was great.". ” Mr. Deutsch slammed his entire eight inch member into my tight pussy with one desperate push. His old desk squeaked violently as he fucked me to the hilt. My tits swayed mercilessly while his bulbous head jammed against my cervix. I played with my hard clit, still entranced by the raw fuck video plastered on the screen. At that moment, I thought I was dreaming, but pleading not to be woken up in fear of losing such a vivid dream. His rounded fingernails left deep prints on my waist as Deutsch. My avocation — hobby, to those of you less cultured than I — is traveling. You might even call traveling my vocation, since I travel so much that I tend to be unemployed on a relatively consistent basis. How can I afford to spend so much time traveling, you ask? The answer is simple (as are most of my female traveling companions) — I write travel books, documentaries, and do research for travel agents. It is this continual mobility of my life which forms the basis of our current story. It all.