. Suddenly we weren't happy with our perfect little Alabama, upper class, vanilla lives. Our bass fishing and football tailgating boyfriends, our soro...ity... Sundays in church.So we'd decided to go to South Beach for spring break! Get drunk! Smoke some dope? Fuck some Latinos! And were we nervous... and excited... and happy... and scared."I wonder why they call it the 'Clevelander' anyway?" Ellie asked about our hotel as we cruised up to it, "Like duh, we're not in Ohio."No, it would only take. Something happened. I’ll try to call you later this week.”“What happened? Is Jeryl alright? Why can’t I call?”Jordan spoke softly, as if not wanting anyone at her house to overhear. “A couple of guys showed up at Kay’s party. Jeryl is fine, but she is pretty shaken up. She kneed a guy in the balls to keep him from raping her. I don’t think you should see her for a little while.”“Oh my god, Jordan. Is she really alright?”“Yes, but she keeps crying and telling Mom and Dad nothing would have. Yes, bored. I had absolutely nothing better to do. Next, they decided they needed something to cover my legs. Searching through her wardrobe, Suzie discovered that nothing she had could possibly fit me. So she opted to go with my jeans instead. That was fine by me. They didn't have me wear a bra, since Suzie didn't own any- preferring to go "all natural." What a slut. And no sexy lingerie was used either- she cried that it would be all stretched out and icky.From a top drawer, they brought out. Fallon went down on her hands and knees saying to Jem, “baby I really need you to fuck me now…come over here and shove your cock up my pussy!” Jem did as he was asked, going to his knees on the deck behind his wife. He leaned over, spread her ass cheeks and slowly ran his tongue around her dark hole, savouring the flavour of her body, the tangy, sweaty smell of her crack and the sweet smell of sex coming off her sopping wet pussy. He loved taking his wife when she was dirty and sweaty and the.