.and then she said she wuz feelin’ hungry and that she wanted to eat something…but since there were a lot of boys around….she felt kinda awkward...to walk in her skirt which she was wearing at that tym…the skirt wuz way too skimpy….so she said she wanted to change into something else before she i took her to the nearby cafeteria…since her dormitory wuz a bit far from the basketball court she decided to change into a pair of tracks which she happened to b having in her kit bag…but now the problem. Her juices soaked my mouth. Her passion filled my mouth. It was this wonderful delight to feast on.She tasted amazing.She moaned and gasped, her fingers scratching at my chest as she squirmed on my mouth. Sam moaned, her asshole squeezed around my dick. She worked it up and down. Her hips swiveled around from side to side. Her hot bowels pumped up and down me faster and faster.“Daddy damn, that’s good!” moaned Sam. “My Daddy is God! That’s how sexy he is!”“So sexy!” Becky panted. “Love you,. The air was thick and close prompting me into a Tee shirt and shorts, as a young boy of f******n you know the kind of outfit, arm and leg opening so large they make you look like a stick figure. The weight of my newspaper delivery bag had taken its toll on my shoulder and legs as I neared the end of my paper route, it was a large two story brick house set apart from the others on the block. The three cement steps leading to the front door drew energy from my legs like a magnet draws iron, I. There was dancing. Smoking. Lots of laughing and cuddling. I would sit down for a breather and one of them would cuddle up. Angel was also being very friendly with Claire. Suzi whispered to me at one point that Angel had always wanted Claire but nothing had ever happened. Angel showed up to play because Suzi told her she would try to get Angel a shot at Claire. I thought that was a fine plan.Angel and Claire were dancing close both barely dressed so it seemed the plan was working out pretty.