So as to not draw suspicion to herself, Jenn casually walked out of the library, then ran to her car. She got in the driver seat and closed the door. ...he didn't start the car. Jenn just sat there thinking about what she'd done.She didn't know the boy, she didn't even get his name, but she'd fucked him. His cum was inside of her, well, most of it. Some of it was leaking back out, staining her seat. How could she ever face Gwen again? Gwen was right, she was a skank. The worse thing was, Jenn had. As Michael knelt before him, Andy had no doubt as to wherethat monster was getting ready to go.Catherine stood up and cleared her throat. ?I only ask one thing. Nathanare you up to go again? I what to watch the slut take it from both endsby a couple of real men.? Nathan didn?t need to be asked twice.Both men got into position and began a rhythmic pattern. Andy gagged,chocked and cried. At the same time he drove as hard as he could ontohis friends? cocks. The whole group watched and cried. Did I mention that she managed almost a perfect 4.0 GPA while taking AP classes? This girl was no dumb blonde! I had little to do for her except cook meals and try to keep tabs on her comings and goings. We got along very well, so I wasn't terribly surprised when, on the fourth day of my stay, I was starting to do my laundry along with assorted towels and linens when Ashley walks into the laundry room and sets a hamper of dirty clothes on top of mine. She flashes her sad kitten look at me and. “Pardon me,” Lorelei leaned her heaving breasts over the counter. Her honeyed voice immediately called to mind lazy Carolina afternoons sipping mint juleps on the verandah. “I believe you have a Mr. Beauregard Caulfield under the roof of this fine hotel. Would you be so kind as to tell him he has a visitor?” The clerk was about to respond behind her someone shouted, “Lorelei!” She turned to find Beauregard, as lanky and eager as a newborn colt, walking briskly towards her. Lorelei exclaimed,.