I think this movement must have drawn their attention to us as they stopped and stared towards us. They were close enough for us to see that they were...now giggling and with Jay mischievously not allowing me to put my cock away we set off up the path again. My stiff cock was still fully exposed and waving back and forth as we walked. We'd only gone a few yards when I realised I hadn't picked up the bag, so, still forgetting to tuck myself away, I turned back to fetch it. The women were much. I was 19 years old, and had shagged two girls, ever. She was 25, divorced because of her adultery,and she was reputed to have had HUNDREDS of men. Her tits and arse were just to die for. Her breasts were so big that if she ran for the bus she would have to hold on to them,to steady them. I would estimate a 34, and at least E if not F cup. She'd got a bum that was MADE for tight jeans. Faded, scuffed 501's. fucking awesome. The jeans were always stuck up the crease. Fabulous a*se.She had. It took some more talking and some argument in someplaces, but Jenny finally got what Danny meant when he told her that."You asked me once, why Kim was the way she was around Jake and I gaveyou an answer then. But I knew that you really didn't understand what Isaid. Maybe you will now. Derek is your Jake. All you have to do is lookat how you are and how you choose to be now that you have let him intoyour life like this and maybe you will understand that now. He's yourJake and that's not a bad. Breakfast went by fast, then it was off to class; Philosophy 101 taught by none other than the head master of the Academy, Mr Lazlow himself. The three friends found seats next to each other, with Magan in the middle. Like most class rooms, this one had long tables that could fit several students, not individual desks. The k**s continued to talk as they got settled, focusing on shy little Magan, who hadn’t yet said anything about her night. “Do you like your roommate?” Sandra asked. “Yes.”.