I undress Waden Holman hung his uniform on the side where there was long line of hangers . i got to undress all grauds and put all black boots back on...them. when i take there boxer off and out would springs the most manly thick uncut superior cocks in my face not all to touch. Waden order me to take panties off ,and go back where we came in where they straps me to the door bars on knees hands over head as high as they could get them. The Waden was fucking her like he owned her well they. That’s when he leaned in and kissed me.Some guys are not good kissers. They merely press their lips against yours and hope for the magic to percolate forth. Others are still squeamish about kissing a guy. Old cultural taboos die hard. Steve suffered from neither of these disabilities. His lips melted into mine, and then our bodies followed as I grabbed him and brought him down to sit next to me, all the while our lips were locked. I held him and wrapped my arms around him and buried my tongue. She had on cute, pink, boy-short style panties, that framed the spankable part of her ass perfectly. She turned to face the couch and bent over, bracing herself, with her hands on the seat cushions. Bill went over and picked up his fraternity paddle from a chair in the corner of the room. She looked back over her shoulder at it. It looked menacing to her. It was oak, with a natural finish. The handle was wrapped in leather tape like a baseball bat. The blade was 18 inches by 4, but looked to. By this time, it was a little after eight and Pete had to go back to his cabin to supervise the boys' showers. Lisa hadn't finished the housekeeping schedule completely, but she was satisfied that the first three days were covered. Returning to her cabin, she pinned the draft schedule on the bulletin board and asked Linda to step outside because she wanted to have a little talk with her."Linda, I think you know what I want to talk to you about, don't you?" Yeah, I guess. Don't be angry with me,.