When I looked up to her eyes she was looking straight at me. She knew I was checking her out and she just smiled and I smiled back. I decided it was n...w or never.I slid close to her in our booth and feigned interest in her skirt. I reached over and asked where she got it. She was lost in the details of the purchase when I moved my hands on it and slowly slid my hands off it and onto her legs. She stopped talking and looked right at me.I barely moved my hand up her leg before she shivered and. They had pitch black hair, slim figures, and the large assets he had become accustomed to. He watched avidly. Each girls skirt was hitched up above her waist, her underwear around their ankles, and their long slender fingers sliding slowly in and out of their holes, smoothly, the juices pouring down their legs. He smirked to himself, noticing their wands all on their nightstands and with an unnoticed wave of his wand conjured a long rope behind them which glowed blue as it became a portkey.. I was only two blocks away from the frat house when I needed to piss like a race horse. I was too far from my dorm to wait, but I knew I couldn’t go back to the party. I was just too drunk to get back inside. So fuck it, I’m just gonna piss against this wall. Not sure why, but rather than just pulling my dick out, I dropped my pants exposing my jock strap covered ass. Pulling my jock aside I pulled free my dick. I had such a wicked piss hardon. Trying to not piss on my pants or shoes I had to. " You make bread too?" Got myself a case of hardtack that I picked up in town. Soak it in the stew's gravy and it's almost like bread." Your mother could bake some good bread. She never taught you how?" I was seven when she took sick sudden and died." If you've got flour and some salt and a little yeast, I can make you up some bread. Sweet water makes for good bread. You have lots of sweet water up here, so I could make us some bread for that stew if you wanted." I just invited you to share a.