I... I haven't much experience with women." Okay, I guess I will have to do it all."She slid a piece of paper across the table to me, "That's my addre...s. Pick me up at seven. I have a party to go to and I need an arm to hang on." I... I can't. I have a paper due and I need to finish it tonight." Bullshit Herb. Your GPA is a solid four point oh and you are the darling of every professor whose class you take. You could turn in a paper that simply said, "I hate this class" and you would still get. My forehead had been split above the right eye by the bottle wielded by Hodge, and blood had caked over it and my face. I staggered into the bathroom, and a stranger, with one eye closed by congealed blood, stared back at me from the cabinet mirror. I looked like death warmed up but felt much worse. I gingerly sponged off the worst of the blood on my face, but left the clotted mess over my eyebrow as I didn't want to set off another flow of blood.As I stood there, still groggy and aching, one. Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we have had since then.Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve. Running my tongue on her gut i made my way to her thong thais finally reaching her pussy, the aroma was sweet I licke it, fucking I bloody ate it, I went so fucking hard she moaned And screamed my name in pleasure, her moans and screams aroused me more, she was so turned on she pushed me back and jump on me in to position 69, I held her sexy butt with both my hands squeezing and spanking it and sucking her pussy where as deepthroated my cock, it was so heavenly and the pleasure blew my mind.