~~~~ July 5, 3:57 a.m. A dulled roar of approval came from around an awkwardly angled blind corner of the game floor, a mass celebration as one gamble... enchanted tumbling dots–‘Eight’s a Winner!’ The applause of the crowd cheered the man who had succeeded in beating the house for a moment, embracing and elevating him–ten-gallon hat, hillbilly twang and all. It was his Homecoming, and he reveled in it. He took the proffered chips and called out ‘push it up!’ in a voice full, for a time, of. Luckily, Ann understood his lack of the female anatomy and guided his hand down to her still-virgin vagina. She took his index finger and pointed it on her clit. She was very familiar with her own body and knew what she liked, though no boy had ever touched her. Will felt more of his warm cum sticking to his hand as it slid down between her legs. Ann rolled onto her back, causing the fresh slime to ooze back down between her groin and onto her bed from her dripping ass. Knowing how far she had. It was nearly 7 in the evening as I stood in the bathroom under the shower , I heard a bang on the door as Andrea said let me in , I opened her door , She was wearing her pink bra , But she wasn’t wearing a panty , she quickly undid her bra and joined me in the shower , I just loved squeezing her soft and playful boobs everytime I came next to her ,we fooled around in the shower , kissing and splashing water , It had been over 4 hours since we had sex , I was finding it rather hard to get an. “And how do you know my name?”I gave her a quick smile.“My name's Bond. James Bond,” I said, this time imitating no one else than Sean Connery. Then, in a lighter, more humourous tone, I added; “Almost, anyway. James Blackburn. I believe we're going to be in the same class for the next three years.”“Oh, you're the new guy that Mr. Payard told us about before last half ended, aren't you?” Abby asked.“No idea. Never met the guy, and I haven't developed psychic features yet. People in my family.