We are not best friends anymore, we have become lovers, in public, although we have relocated from our original home.I finished my first year as a K-S...ate Wildcat, looking ahead to the possibility of becoming an NBA player. We lost the NCAA Finals because I missed a three-pointer at the buzzer.Despite all of that self-doubt, Roxy helps a lot by supporting me and giving me an unexpected BJ quite often: In bed, the shower, even in the car!Our kiss seemed to make everyone happy, and most of them. I knew girls in school that did this all the time, and I didn't understand. Now I do. I missed out on a lot."Todd gasped, "You keep up that dirty talk you dirty girl, and I am going to fill your hot little cunt until you are overflowing."Sarah stopped sucking me for a moment, "Well, fill me up Stud. I love your jizz. I love that you're both my boyfriends. I love that you love my mom too. I love to fuck. Oooooh God, I'm cummmmming againnnnnn."Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head, but not before. When we are out in the street, there aren’t many dancers about, the Witchmen are back by the cathedral, Westrefelda are by the bank, I think it’s Dark Horse near the craft fair, we cut through by Ye Arrow towards the Boley Hill stage, where some setting up is going on for later and into the castle gardens, there isn’t a lot to see, it’s still too early in the year, we find an area of grass where we can sit, I lay my jacket down to protect Jenny’s dress from grass stains and after a short. As the dirigible nosed towards the landing tower the quiet thrum of the motors eased for the first time in our flight. The calls of the landing crew below us on the field could be clearly heard as the teams, drilled with military precision, grasped the mooring lines and steered the ship to its landfall.With the nose of the vessel secured and the lines made fast we were invited to step onto the gangway that took us to the landing towers elevator, a device at least as disturbing as the one I had.