Phir wo boli ki aap bhi koi ladki dhoond lo, main bola ki koi ladki pati hi nahin, to wo boli ki aaap itne handsome ho koi bhi laki aap ki girlfrined ...an jaayege, fir wo boli ki jab tak nahi milti main aap ki girlfriend ban jaati hoon. Phir wo mujhse haath milane lagi, main bola ki nahin, wo boli kyun, main bola ki aise thodi gf banti hai agar meri gf hoti to bahut se cheeze hoti. Main use hug karta. Wo boli ok mujhe hug kar lo, as she was very frank so maine use bade aaram se hug kiya phir. I sit to the left of my boys, on the edge of the couch Tom is bent over. As I watch Tom get his vigin asshole punished, I see him pounding his cock. I go underneath my two best friends, and suck off Tom. Making him pumphis cum down my throat. Jake having fucked Tom's asshole for what seemed like ages, puped his thick goey cum deep up Toms gaping freshly fucked anus. Tom, and Jake both went to clean their tired, soiled bodies. When they returned we talked about what had just happened. We were. Clarissa and I decided we’ll wait until next Summer to make our final list.”“So you might go somewhere further away?”“Possibly, yes. But not TOO far — Indianapolis or Pittsburgh would be the most distant, I think. We want to apply to at least three schools, and we’ll visit maybe six or seven, if we can. Most likely Sandy will go to the same school as Clarissa and I do. Did you talk to your mom or dad about junior college?”“Mom. She agrees with you about it being wise, though she obviously. I'm sure I detected a note of concerned understanding, as well. That was some consolation.She reached into her purse again and withdrew a very old leather-covered book, about the size of a modern paperback. She found a place, marked by a red ribbon, and spread the book open on her lap. Then, in a soft but firm voice, she began reading in Latin. I knew better than to interrupt, and was thankful, at least, that there were no reeking flowers involved. As she continued, though, pausing only to turn.