At eighteen, these were my first moments of independence and I was loving being able to do what I want – a home to freely play with my boypussy. Alt...ough at this moment in time all I'd managed to do was unpack a couple of essentials - TV and console. So yeah, I was checking them out in between haphazardly setting up my den and enjoying myself at the same time - what kind of eighteen year old wouldn't? I'd see them on the balcony relaxing and they were all tarted up like the pages of a lingerie. We meet up at a bar and order a pair of 'Jack and Coke's. It’s cool outside, but not cold, so we’re sitting on a patio. I've got you smiling and relaxed, I’m feeling good. It’s a good night. As always, you’re looking sexy and amazing. I can barely keep my eyes off you. Yeah, I’m getting a little horny too. I keep thinking about a dozen different things I want to do you. I can’t help it, baby. The laughing turns to flirting as the night goes on. I just want to kiss you, touch you, feel. Heather brought her a larger dog to suckle on next and parked his outside the stall. Reaching through the fence boards was enough to access the dog dick and start the next tasting. She savored the various tastes and waited for the canine pre-cum to start lubricating her lips. The excited pup happily kept his station in the aisle while Carla hand jobbed him into her mouth and sucked down on his pink poker. Soon enough dog fluid dripped from his end and dribbled into her mouth. She had gone dick. Eve: Too bad this place came crashing down. I’m sure it had so much history of past girls!Teacher: Oh, yes it did. We used to write our names on the walls every year so we would be remembered. There were names dating back 70 years, and that was 20 years ago.Eve: Oh wow! The school was around for a long time.Teacher: Oh yes! It was rebuilt four times in history.Eve: I feel privileged to be part of it.Teacher: You should! It has such a long history!Me: That’s all nice. Nice to learn about the.