Coffee Shop?"When they had gotten drinks, they settled at a table and Louise picked up a thread she had clearly been leading up to."What are you guys ...oing?" she asked.The two friends looked at each other. Mary said, "Doing? What do you mean?"Louise blushed and sat back in her chair. "Sorry, that came out wrong. I mean, it looks like the gang of you — you two and those four guys — have got something going for you. I've been watching the stuff they post about class standings, and you all are way. So if you shy away from things wild, taboo or just plain illegal, you should'nt read my story. But if you want to know how I became who I am, how it is to live in my world for a while.. Then by all means, read on, step inside!It guess it started early, with my mom not giving a shit what I was up to, giving me the freedom to run wild at an early age. I never knew my dad, my mom having me when she was just 16 and my dad 16. I guess he was'nt ready for a child, I can't say I blame him. I went to. “I just LOVE doggie-style!” Glen rasped as he spread Meg’s ass cheeks. He then grabbed his cock and planted the glans right up against the moist lips of Meg’s waiting vagina. Then he pushed himself in, sticking his cock all the way into her buttery snatch.“Oh my God, Glen!” Meg winced. “you’re so huge!”“You bet your sweet little ass!” Quagmire chortled as he took Meg’s butt cheeks in either hand and proceeded to pound the living daylights out of her tight little pussy. Slamming her. My orgasms were quiet ones, usually with a deep intake of breath, sometimes a small shudder and an 'mmm' once in a while. I didn't try to keep it totally from him. Yes, I was a tease.I could tell that my teasing was working, too. It seemed that Hank didn't wear anything under his pajamas and I could see the ridge develop and lengthen as I would take things a bit further each time.He knew, of course, this was a little game between us, an unspoken one, of course. I knew that the first time he.