We heard about that from her parents. I guess it might be possible, but how could we ever know?”“We can’t. And I guess, in the end, it doesn’t...matter because nothing would change. I’m sorry that I brought that up.”“It’s OK,” she said. “Let’s go shower and then have breakfast.”We got out of bed and put on robes and went into the bathroom. We each showered, then went back to our room and dressed. We went down to breakfast to find Melanie and her mom at the table.“«Vi har inte filmjölk i USA»,” I. They were both using her for the slut she is. Tom would then pick her up and bend her over. He slaps her ass, before entering her from behind. George would then get into position in front of her, as she would rock back and forth on their two dicks. I would imagine they would trade her back and forth for a time. Until eventually she would climb around George's waist and hang from his neck, while Tom got behind her and as George held her while fucking her dripping wet pussy. Tom would come in. In the morning she was gone, on a note she wrote that she needed to go home.At school it was hard to keep up with Gina on my min, finally after a long day got home and called her if she wanted to go out with friends. At a local bar we drinked and laughed with our group of friends, a girl from school, Wendy was there too and tried to flirt with me, Gina wasn't happy with that, almost furious if you looked into her eyes. Wendy went to the restroom and Gina followed, minutes went by and Gina. She started rubbing my bulge in my jeans. She gave me a smile and said "Oh , it’s slippery between my thighs, you made me all wet." I turned her around, took of her top and bra while she slipped out of her jeans and panties. Now my face was just facing her big breasts. I started exploring those two soft hills with my finger tips and played with the malleable tissue . The nipples were brown and already rock hard. I bent down and started kissing her breasts and kneading them in my hand. I dove.