I'm afraid I'm not very good with flowers and such."Carol Biggins lived across the street. It was the beginning of summer and she was home from collag.... She knelt on the grass facing him and started pulling weeds."I know you miss her. We all do very much." Thank you. It's nice to know she will always be remembered, " he replied finally looking at her. His heart skipped a beat when he looked her and the tight sweater she was wearing. It showed the very large size of her breasts and even her. He rolled her onto her back and moved on top of her, the tip of him resting just outside her and tantalising them both. Leaning on one elbow, he touched the side of her face and she parted her legs slightly to allow him room. Then he began to ease forward, slowly, slowly, and she gasped in exhilaration as the feeling of him entering her overwhelmed her senses, closing her eyes as she felt herself opening up to him. He stopped. She caught her breath, her eyes flying open to see what was wrong.. Slowly regaining my breath, I rose from the bed, grabbed a towel, threw on my bathrobe and hustled out of the dorm room with my shower bag. I washed as quickly as I could, then hurried back.The girls were lounging on my bed. Jenny was fingering Carla, the Irish girl's pale skin and soft red pubic hair starkly contrasted by the shiny black of Jenny's fingernails as they slid in and out of her pussy. My face had been buried in those auburn pubes many times, happily licking Carla to orgasm.I. It smelled of fresh shampoo and sweat. She tried to break away from me but could barely move. “You are to be tied up at all times…” I buried my face into the left side of her neck and bit her tender flesh there with my lips, she mewled and gurgled into her gag, “Any kind of muffled screaming or struggling will not stop me from touching you.” I started kissing her gagged lips noisily, “Any kind of pleading through your gag will not stop me from stripping you.” I then cupped her young breasts.