LOLI do know we were on the bowling team at St. Bernadette's that year. They would bus us to the bowling alley after school was finished on Thursdays.... loved to bowl. I was good at it too. In later years I would get to nearly a 200/game average. I even shot a 279 in my adult years. Man I remember my legs were shaking when I was up in the 10th frame. And here I go again jumping in time. Sorry, I'll try to do this less. Bad mind, Bad Bad mind. Stop doing this to me!I broke my first lunch box at. ”“I’ll thank them tomorrow.”“Make love to me Don, make me want it.”A pull of a ribbon releases her robe, exposing all of her slight, alluring body. On her back, her breasts are nearly flat, but her nipples are hard and beckoning for attention. Sam’s skin has a unique taste; it’s manifested with each nipple between my lips. Her body telegraphs the fact that she enjoys my manipulations. My lips travel down the warm expanse of her tummy, and then I have her wiggling when my tongue enters her. Her mouth is already open as it rises in teh air and he plunges his cock into her mouth. She wraps her lips around it and moves her head up and down on his shaft. The guy behind her place the head of his cock on her asshole and gently pushes. His head pops through her opening and she screams in please and pain. When she screams the guy pushes her head forward and make her take the entire cock into her mouth and down her throat. With the cock in her throat she cant scream anymore so he thrusts. It was going to be another one of those days that I just couldn’t get her off of my mind.Her debate class was just after lunch, and she wanted to meet me out by her car at lunch. I assumed she wanted to go somewhere for lunch. Not uncommon for us. This time was no different. We went to our favorite burger joint. She called it “comfort food”. She was definitely nervous about this debate class thing. We wandered back to her car when we were thru, we still had 20 minutes or so to kill, and we.