The problem had been working in her mind a lot and when she saw the poster saying that exchange student housing was needed she had an idea. These stud...nts would be adult so there would be no issue having sex with them. Her looks, not pretty by Western standards, might be seen differently by men from another culture who might consider her as exotic as American men often did their women.She had visited with a number of Korean students over the years who came to the library. They seem to enjoy. They drove north on Interstate Route 5 through part of Seattle and Ron got of the Interstate at exit 168 and on to Interstate Route 90 and started to head east. Brenda's eyes started to widen because she knew where this road led. Ron started across the Mercer Island Floating Bridge and she turned to him."You don't live on Mercer Island?" she asked incredulously.Ron just smiled and continued driving. Brenda knew that Mercer Island was one of the upscale communities in the Northwest and she had. We both heard a loud “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” from the living room, soon after the shower was off. Patrick had wasted no time at all getting Kelly off. She later told me that as soon as Yvonne and I walked away that he led her to the couch, laid her on her back, got between her legs, pulled her knees way up to the side of her head (she was virtually folded in half) and then plunged his cock into her and immediately started pumping downward into her cunt very aggressively. She said he was. He kept one hand over the woman’s mouth, muffling her moans so they wouldn’t interrupt the service Damon was receiving.Rick’s gaze slid to the other man. He was massaging his own cock through his trousers.“Yeah, yeah. You are gonna cum, aren’t you, little slut?” Damon withdrew completely and she dragged a breath, then he rammed his cock back down her throat. “Cum, Jess. Cum.” Her body quivered then, jerked, her fingers working over her clit. Rick groaned lowly when her cries sounded against.