A buxom blonde with a petite frame just made for wearing a short skirt imprinted with school colors, she radiated an air of smug superiority. Alexandr...a - who shunned the natural nickname of Alex - was her trusty sidekick. She was an equally beautiful brunette with small, aristocratic breasts and the sort of legs men dreamed about at night."Well?" Mignon chirped, raising her eyebrows."Why do you want to sit here?" Samantha asked warily."Because no one else is," she told her. "We're just being. Your eyes still locked with Mila's. She leaned down whispered in your ear. You groaned. Then she left. You were in a room alone with the one woman who had driven you crazy all night. You stood and pulled her up off the floor. You kissed her neck her face..you wanted every inch of her. You walked her over to the bed and pushed her down. You spread her legs….your eyes on hers. Your tongue slid across her clit. Her hands grabbed your head. She pulled you closer. Her sweet pussy juice covered your. They were moaning about that too. ESPN was making predictions that Southern Cal would take the Rose Bowl over Ohio State. The Home Shopping Network was hawking the closeout on the 32GB iPad3 for $199.95. Nick at Night was playing Gunsmoke. Nickelodeon had a Sponge Bob movie and TBS had some sort of made for TV action flick with Arnold playing the lead. Satisfied with the normalcy I turned off the TV and made my way back up to my room. Outside the room I made the wish. "I want a picture of me. A muffled moan came from the sexy assistant who was on all fours on the king size bed, as Craig's best man was knelt down in front of her. His member being near swallowed by a gorgeous face, with black hair and a small beauty mark above her lip. "Oh, you like that, huh, Miranda baby?" Craig grunted from behind her as her walls massaged his pulsating dick. He begins slamming into her harder as he grabs both sides of her hips and fills her hole deep."Oh, man, I can't believe you're finally.