Leigh came to help me. She was wearing a tiny white number with a short flowery side tied skirt with a long slit up the right side, kind of like you'd...see on an island girl in a tourist picture, and asked what happened. I made up some song and dance about losing my suit while swimming and needing a replacement to get home in. Anyway, we looked through several suits and she led me to the fitting room. I tried on two or three, but having deliberately chosen ones with tops too small I couldn't. ” Marie said,“See how bad she is wanting it?”I felt Tommy as he took the doggie cock and started torub it along my excited slit, taking the wet head andrubbing it up and down as he went as I spread my fatpussy lips wider with my fingers. That doggie cock wasfeeling so hot as I wiggled my ass and told him to putit in me. I wanted it now!Tommy held it to my nether lips as I opened my fat pussyfor that huge doggie cock. I felt the thickness of itas Butch rammed it in me, making. The rules were simple. We were to get in, gather as many pieces of underwear as we can, and get out in the allotted time — extra points for variety. Our accomplishments would determine the level of privilege we enjoyed for the next year in the frat. Then we were off. I decided to head up to the top floor. The senior girls lived there, so I figured there should be more variety in underwear available. Plus, I suspected none of the other guys would want to chance wasting time with stairs. In a few. The hole in my twenty-eight-year life was my so-called boyfriend, at that time on a two week business trip to London. He wasn't terrible, but I was beyond tired of waiting for him to give me the attention I craved. So there I was, perched on my barstool, dressed slutty, the best way I've found to meet men. That night, I was wearing my cut-off denim shorts and a deeply scooped, cropped tank top. Minutes after I arrived, I was flirting with a knot of horny guys, who couldn't stop looking. Without.