Three of whom I was certain I’d had actual intercourse with. Then two others; one whom I’d eaten out and due to my own antics had never gotten to ...he dick in pussy stage; another one who I had a memory of watching her vagina slide backwards from my face while I lay on her bed in some semi-functioning state brought on by ten shots, but whose name I forgot, along with any additional physical activity we may have engaged in. Then there was Sarissa, the loud girl who I’d raw-dogged on that couch,. She would come into the grocery store I helped run and always talk to me. Bob Franklin was a fool I thought he was so wrapped up in his hardware stores he would 70-80 hours a week. Sarah told me it got so lonesome all alone in that big house by herself that she wanted to work just to have something to do. I told her I could get her a job at the store doing something if she wanted. She was thrilled and jumped into my arms and gave me a big hug and a hard on that would have drove nails. But, my. But, I wanted to know more. Carlos may have thought I was a sweet and innocent young girl, but since I lived so far away normally, he did not know about my adventures. I pushed him until he told me that Hispanic men were just excellent lovers, and that many of the men at work liked to share their women with each other. By now I was getting a bit excited. I had mostly only been with white men up to this point, so the idea of having sex with a Hispanic guy was turning me on. And to think about. I looked up and our eyes met again this time she sarcastically asked if she could help me with something. After getting our food I pulled into he back of the school parking lot and tuned on the television inside my van. I moved to the back seat and sorority girl followed commenting on the coziness of my vehicle. I was then that responded to her question. I told her I wanted to rub her feet and she immediately slid both shoes off and put both feet in my lap. I started on the bottom of the.