This place is going to be a living hell, that's for sure. You know your cousin Sarah goes here, she's sure complained about this place enough.You heft...your school bag over your shoulder, grabbing your suitcase and pushing open the doors. You find yourself in a large lobby-type area, looking around. There's a few girls milling about in the area who you don't mind seeing, a trio of blondes and a brunette. You have to admit, you don't mind the look of the school uniform on them. You can imagine. And that was it. Chicken breast after chicken leg after chicken wing.Tracey soon got into the rhythm of it. Boring, monotonous jobs like this was all the work she'd ever had, and soon the rhythm and routine overcame any sense of meaning and purpose. Buttercup however was far less adept than her, and had great difficulty in getting into any routine. She was packing one piece of chicken for every three that Tracey packed, and the plastic was creased and too loose. She began to weep with. My heart pounded likeA bass drum as the faceless stranger’s groping fingers cameWithin inches of touching my manhood.I gasped softly when he seized my spongy cockmeat andGently squeezed. This guy had to have brass balls. HisBoldness was frightening. Still, I can’t deny I found beingSeduced in such a daring manner to be a major thrill. MyYouthful cock responded favorably to his pleasurable caress.I actually found myself opening up my knees to give himGreater freedom.The mysterious hand moved. After about fifteen min's of sixty nineing and multipal orgasm's by the both of us and after even being able to get a couple of lick's in on her ass wich was wonderful cause it was also virgin and to hear her gasp in suprise when she felt my tongue running over her asshole was great cause she didn't do it out of pain but more of lust for more. After i let her recover from all the fun and excitement from the sixty nine i asked her if when i popped her cherry is she wanted to be on top or on the.