God, I hated history. Dates and names you just had to memorize for the tests. So what if the carpetbaggers stole everything that hadn't been burned do...n by Sherman? So what if Grant got elected president and made a lousy one at that? Just more crap to memorize for the final. I really didn't understand how Johanna could be interested in this stuff, but then, I just wanted to pass the test and get it over with. It wasn't like the stuff was ever going to be useful to me. I mean, mom read these. Things started to,pick up the female my slut was eating out started to screem. Soon several,guys walked dove and soon they were feeling her up and pinching her nipples. Soon the female that my wife was eating her pussy guys were starting to cum on her face and tits and the girl pulled my wife up by the pony tail and told her to clean me up and wife started to lick and suck up the cum and then the female said do not swallow the cum. Soon she had a mouthful and the girl told my slut to kiss her. I’m already erect in my wank-trousers seeing the lovely girls on the covers, and I’ve selected 4 or 5 mags by now, very very excited about the perv pleasure I know those girls will soon be giving me, parked up somewhere and ogling the pics till the girls make me pants-spunk, hands-free. Suddenly I heard a girl’s voice, and down the stairs comes a normal-looking bloke, followed by a sex-queen, curvy and bosomy in a breathtaking low-cut top. I’m stunned, and can only gawp, mouth hanging open as. Then they went to The French House pub for a brew. “Someone told me that Brixton had the best black pubs,” Lisa told Dee on the way back. “We’ve got to try it,” Dee giggled. “Where’ve you been?” Vic was waiting in the lobby. Dee and Lisa just grinned at one another. That night Vic slept between Lisa and Dee. They had stroked his cock and sucked him until they all fell asleep. * The next day the cast assembled for a morning brunch. Dee searched the crowd with her eyes for Lord Harold. He.