As we’re getting ready to leave, the hosts walk us out. As we’re saying goodbye, you say ‘Thanks for having us, great way to start a three-day w...ekend,’ as I feel your hand playfully pat my arm. You finish with ‘I’m glad we have the extra day, my car is filthy and can’t wait to have it cleaned and detailed.’ We get in the car and smile knowing the reaction you caused. As we drive back, my hand is on your knee and thigh, rubbing up and down. As we are almost there, you ask ‘So is it a bet? You. Her childhood was not that of a typical child, it was more of a test of strength and endurance to withstand trauma. The only thing she had was a kind heart, filled with giving and honest aspirations. As the years went by, Emily turned her life around, the girl she once was became the woman she is. Emily worked in a flower shop, where each day was filled with Mother Earth’s beautiful creations. She enjoyed what she did for the simple fact that flowers were usually given for occasions of love,. I pulled out and said suck this u little whore! I just threw it out there wondering how she'd react didn't want to scare her but also wanted to let her know this wasn't the start of a relationship just pure whore abuse. So w/o a word, she takes it down to my balls and looks up smiling. With a little mess from her juices making a ring around her lips, I said let me wipe that mouth clean and she gets up and runs to the bathroom and slams the door. Thought she was puking but turns out dilating her. It was handy having a safe space to have sex in and certainly, the local lads from my college didn't mind either! I was a horny teenager but then I've been a horny adult all my life even to this day. None of them were serious, however, but drunken teenage fumblings seems a right a passage for anyone.It would be wrong to discuss my college years without talking about my friend Jayne. God, she was gorgeous! She was petite, just over 5'0 but had a stunning body with curves in all the right places..