Like what Sister Olivia says are beds with soft mattresses and things like that.So I live like a nun. Big whoop. Since I have no idea how other people...live, I guess I’m not missing much. Though a soft mattress does sound kind of interesting.So if I use what Sister Olivia calls “institutional language” just think about nuns in a convent and I guess it will make more sense.Speaking of “institutional,” while the convent wasn’t designed to raise kids, it was designed for them to live at. One Aussie girl with brown hair and small boobs and two foreigners - a French and South African girl both with black hair. Sam probably had the best body. The guys in the bar were going wild cheering as the girls got on stage. Sam, the fat girl and the aussie girl had dresses on while the other two had shorts and a vest tops. Usually Sam would never do anything like this but she thought about it and realised it was too late to get down now and besides nobody knew who she was so what the fuck.. Amy must have been a girl scout. Always prepared.He squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his finger and eased it into her rear entrance. He then applied some to his cock and slipped it in. Amy groaned. It was divine. This was her favourite now. She hadn’t even tried anal up to maybe a year ago but she was introduced to it by an experienced older man and learned to love it. Most men rarely turned it down but they weren’t all good at it. She had to offer a lot of instruction. Jarryd. In the pool house Jim tried to get his now hard cock into the swim trunks and it was not easy. The trunks were baggy and his 8” hard on just stood out like a tent pole. Damn this is not going to be easy but what the hell she has been asking for it and maybe I should just fuck her good. That’s it I am done being careful and slow.He went out and saw her in the pool swimming toward the pool house. Jim just walked to the pool and dove in.Oh my he got turned on putting on the lotion and mmm.