"Thank you, Simon. Thank you."He kissed her, softly. "Thank you," he told her. She put a finger against his lips."You have no idea how long I've wante... that, Simon. Ever since I first kissed you beside the ambulance after the fire. I've wanted you, needed you."There were things unspoken between them, things that would have to be explored later, but for now Simon was content to stay, his weight held on his arms, still hard and inside the beautiful brunette under him.Later, Caroline proved to be. I followed shortly after and pulled another bar stool over and sat next to them. We introduced ourselves. The guys name was Jack. I could see him looking at Cindy’s tits as he sat there and could sense he would love to be enjoying the soft feel of them as soon as possible.I suggested that we should depart the bar and go upstairs to our room where we could all get to know more intimately. Once in the lift I lifted my wife’s skirt up to expose her bare hot juicy cunt for Jack to see. I also. V. team was feeling because they had practiced football every day during their first three years at the school. The rest of us, forty-five varsity, forty-one junior varsity and forty freshmen practiced football every day of the school year.Disappointment that the J.V. game was cancelled was voiced so loudly in our room that night that Dale had to threaten to award a demerit to the next cadet that opened his mouth; something Dale had never done before. The grumbling continued but only in. I could see somebody sitting under the water tank (three walls closed, only one opening) on Pushpa’s building. I slowly went I saw and surprised that Pushpa was sitting opening her legs wide and masturbating her-self. She was closing her eyes and masturbating by inserting and rubbing her middle finger in to her clean shaved pussy. She was slowly moaning. I thought I should make use of this chance and I purposefully dropped my glass on the floor. Then she saw me and she suddenly stopped doing.