?You’re slender like one of those Victoria Secrets models on account of your Daddy earning not enough money to give you enough food. But that’s g...od, I hear these college boys like scrawny girls.??I ain’t scrawny Dakota Walters, I’m petite. Mama told me.? The pair drew closer to the bar and its neon lights. Bailie stopped and straightened her dress again. She nervously looked at her cousin. ?Ok, time to get me a college boy.?The bar was different from home. Plaques depicting winning. She parked the car, intending to enquire at the house. Maria tried to look plain, but without success. Knowing she was going to a prison, she’d opted for jeans and tee shirt. However, all her jeans were tight enough to show off her shapely legs and tight bum. Likewise, the loose fitting tee shirt didn’t hide her proud breasts pushing forward, holding the shirt away from her stomach. She’d pulled her long dark hair back into a ponytail. As she left and locked the car, a voice came from behind. This means I can never not feel sweaty, even when I'm not. It's actually physically impossible, I think. I hate it with a passion I have never felt for any other weather ever before.Other than that, and missing you, I'm having a great time. Well, the humidity has caused some other problems. The first day I was here, my laptop shut down after about ten minutes of use because its interior moisture sensor detected harmful levels of water under the keyboard. That's how wet it is here. The sky. “Joy, what do you want to do?” Suvendu asked patiently, “I guess your mom is the first woman you’re with.”“Yes, Dad,” he spoke the truth, “I’ve never been any other woman before, and that too a naked live bombshell. Dad, I want to taste mom’s pussy first.”“Soni darling, let’s fulfill his wish.”“Come on, son, taste your mother.” I invited him by parting my legs wide open. I rested my back on a comfortable pillow, sitting upright against the headrest of the bed.Joy crawled over between my parted.