The truth tended to fall somewhere between the two. They had been friends from Freshers’ Week four years earlier. Olivia had long, dark brown hair t...at fell almost to her waist. She had brown eyes and people often mistook her for an Italian until she spoke with her polished, middle-class English accent. Lucy was also a brunette, but with slightly fairer skin and soft hazel eyes. She had grown up in Yorkshire, but years of accommodation had made her develop the more proper student accent,. They walked past me & Steph yelled "hi" to my mom who was in the kitchenmaking pizzas for the girls. "Need any help?" she asked, "No, thats what Bobby is for!" my mom replied.A little while later another one of Sara's friends was at the door, "SARA!" I yelled to her in the basement, She came running up the stiars to answer it, it was Cindy, or as she was known in school, Sin dee. She had that name because a coupleof years earlier while she was babysitting she got caught naked giving a blow job. She would have gotten off easy if she had done that first, but she’d have to do it the hard way now! “Tony, please fuck me. Please, my god I need you inside of me now.” I moved up her torso. Her sundress straps had started to come off her arms. I pulled it down slightly exposing her full breasts. They hadn’t started to sag with age yet and were damn near perfect. I caught one nipple in my mouth and began to softly suck as I moved my groin into position. Her hands were floundering with my waist. The man snorted and stepped into the room, his decorative spurs a-jingle. I slipped behind him, closing the door with my hip, put my hand to his chin and tilted his head back while I drew his short sword and put the edge of the thin, steel blade to his skinny throat."Good evening, leftenant," Felicity said, dropping as fine and decorative a curtsey as he was ever likely to receive and displaying an enormous amount of mounded décolletage. "How good of you to come." She stepped up to him, grabbed.