& Mrs. Ryan were gone. But, not today. Parties, especially at Brittany’s mansion, were always the pinnacle of a fantastic summer. They allow me to e...cape from the labors of university and give me an excuse to act lawlessly. During high school, I was considered the stereotypical “tight ass” that frowned upon underage drinking, drugs, premarital sex, and partying. Three years later and now that we’re legal, I’ve loosened up on the legal things. When I graduate, I’ll probably gravitate toward my. You're just jealous that it wasn't you." Ah, but I have you now." True, but Brian was my first. He had a rubber from the gas station men's room. I had to help him figure out how to put it on. God, it was weird." Was it fun?" Oh, in a way. I mean, it did hurt some and he didn't lick me and get me good and wet and ready like some nice guys do. So, it was okay, it was a first. We did it after that, too, and, yes, it got better and better. We broke up about three months later and I was really hot. A wicked, dirty smile.“Fuck me in the ass,” she whispered.Bumfelt’s cock trembled inside her. He almost came.“I want you to fuck my ass,” she repeated, pushing Bumfelt away. His hard, engorged cock slipped from inside her. She turned and leaned across the couch. She leant forwards, opening her long legs. She took a hand, gathered moisture from her pubic area. She licked her fingers. Tasting. She added that wetness to her palm and rubbed at her anus. Moaning slightly, she slipped a. Shehad to try to fight this, to remain detached from it. This was tooaddictive. She wanted to shake her head and was about to but herindecisiveness cost her dearly. She saw Cantor descend upon her and cupher breasts and again her body took over.She felt the tip of his penis touching her clitoris then her vulva, andopening gently, then push aside her lips as he teased her vagina with ashort stroke in and out. She didn't know how to even describe it. Thefeeling was more satisfying than the.