Both had decided that they must be lesbian and wanted to explore each other in more depth.They were in a cafe talking about the upcoming weekend and m...king plans. Unknown to them a young man, not much older than Samantha, overheard their conversation. His name was Edward, though he will be referred to only as E later in the story. He called seven of his friends and began to make plans of his own. Edward, you see, had been a junior when Samantha was a freshman and had been one of the boys. There was a woman at the wedding reception that I couldn’t help but take a sneaky look at. She danced with her boyfriend and her dress was so short that the dance looked like a sexy show for all that was there. She wore a light blue, figure hugging body con dress that barely skimmed her ass cheeks. At one point, I watched her dance for such a long time, I didn’t realise Max was sitting next to me. “Enjoying the show?!” He jokingly asked. “Me …Oh erm, yeah well, good day?” I stuttered.Max. Her pussy was screaming at her. The tight cunt drew her attention with itchings and urgings that distracted her until her head and hands slowed and stopped.She slowly stood and stared at her father. He lay on his back in the tub. She slowly squatted down. Hot water ran off her back. Her pussy felt even hotter. It was boiling. And she knew she had to feel her father's big prick stretching and pushing into it. Starr spread her lean thighs wide and hovered over his big cockhead."Let me, Daddy,". " Yeah that's what I'm worried about. They're getting to that obnoxious point. It never gets better after this." Speaking of which, how'd that jalapeño eating wager go?" Now that was funny. Dumbass number two looks like some kind of emo goldfish out of water." Yeah, he should," Mel chuckled. "I mixed in a few habaneros from my personal stash!" No wonder he wants a glass of milk so bad. I guess I should get that at some point, but I just keep forgetting. Like four times in a row!" Ha!" Mel.