Her curly brown hair fell just below her shoulders.She was slim, but not girlish. I think she was in her late twenties; she always lied to me about he... age, and her mother never told me the truth.Brazilian women all seem to have beautiful bottoms.But her eyes were what held me. I've always been attracted to blue eyes, but her brown eyes and coffee colored skin promised mystery, sensual pleasure, and passion to me. She was like the spirit of the country born into a woman. From the moment I saw. I sunk his cock all the way to my throat. He moaned, jerking his hips in and out, I just stayed still and let him work it. When I felt a blast of warm cum hit the back of my throat, I swallowed it like crazy. He stopped moving and slumped against the wall, totally spent. The memory of these two encounters flooded into my mind in a fraction of a second. It happened during the last few weeks before I graduated, so we didn’t have the chance to explore a relationship. After I left school, we lost. I looked at my watch and though that 4:30 pm was an ok time to go over there. You know, not to close to dinner time to feel imposing on peoples plans.I walked over to the yellow house and rang the doorbell. A faint “ding-dong” sounded. I waited for a minute and decided to ring it again.After another minute or so I pushed the door open and walked into the giant living room. All white marble tites and nice and cool. I was suddenly aware of my sweaty condition and was about to turn around and get. The four girls got one room, and Kim was bunking with the boys. He had been surprised when they let Kim bunk in with them.He had told the Doc when they were doing their medicals that Kim had nightmares and would come looking for him, she felt safest when with the boys, and even considered herself one of them. The Doc had talked to Kim and then he had recommended the two, four-bed bunkrooms for them. He promised Kim that he wouldn’t mention her gender unless it became an issue.They had all.