”“To freedom in paradise,” I said again, holding up my glass.She clinked, we drank, and then set them back on the bar. When I stood again, my co...k pushed at the top of my swimsuit.“Mmmm, you better tame that thing or the party won't last long,” Mallory said.“Not the first time, maybe.”“You might need my coverup, stud,” she said, then plunged back across the pool to our chairs. Swimming back might have eased my hard dick had I not been following her in the pool. I pulled up short to watch her. ..he quickly stripped naked too and then said "do you want my piss as well?" I just nodded and let him use me as his piss mop too, I carried on sucking them until they both spunked in my mouth too. It felt so good being a dirty filthy slut for these men....A fav haunt of mine was a public toilet in Gadebridge park in Hemel Hempsteadat the top end of the park, I sucked many cocks in there but one bloke really sticks out in my mind... he was about 45 tall and slim, wore glasses and a smart. They shunned him. They acted like he hadleprosy. He was so miserable that he spent many nights alone in hisroom softly crying. He wanted a friend any friend at all. Just someoneto talk to. At meals he ate by himself with the girls keeping theirdistance from him. In his classes he was invisible to the girls. Theteachers seemed neutral about his presence but he was shy about makingcontact. His first semester at the school he had academic classes likemath, English, history, social studies, and for. Even I had to work whenever I could-while also being a full time college student. A student I had been when His accident had occured, and for an entire semester and more for his recovery. Months had passed and a new semester had just begun. It was in fact the very first day of the new semester that I return home to find the house looking sacked-things missing everywhere. Dad had healed up and snuck out. Just when things had finally started to look normal again, he ran out on us. Not too long.