"Do you boys get high?" I asked and then laughed "Of course you do, you're in college!"I pulled my little stash box out from under the coffee table an... proceeded to roll a joint while making small talk. "So either one of you married or have a steady girlfriend?" Slim answered timidly "Not yet." Bubba mumbled " No, I'm kinda clumsy around girls." I looked at him and smiled "Maybe you just haven't met the right girl. You seemed pretty agile lifting me down off that stool." As I said that, I. Hope you don't plan on going to the USA. "I'll do anything. Please … please don't ring my dad. I will do anything!" Samantha pushed her chair back and stood up. Desperation and tears in her eyes. "Anything ?" Said the officers. Looking at the girl desperate to keep the consequences of her bad behaviour private. Samantha nodded. The men ogled her big firm tits. She removed her top. "This what you want?" They looked at her red hot pants. Samantha hesitated , turned to face away from the officers. Their big hands travel your breasts like casual tourists and they kiss you, open-mouthed like they have been in your bed dozens of times. Paul waits, humbly, at a distance, staying Sweet Paul, dear Paul, he tries to console then and I let him. He kneels before me and I direct him to my sex. I stroke his hair whilst he licks delicately at my cunt. He's never allowed to fuck me. I'm stretched out, taken, occupied, even in the fallow times whilst I wait for my lover. I am always wanting, always. I asked her about one of her friends and she started telling me all this disgusting shit about her. She eventually told me that her friend had a mole on her pussy. I asked her how she knew that and she started to tell me about her experimental lesbian episodes. Her story began to excite me and was hard. I wanted to just start eating her pussy right then but I was afraid of how she would react to it. The look she had in her eyes said she wanted to fuck me I just know it. But this was my cousin.