Actually, I know very well who his father's alma mater is but it's way more fun to pretend I don't.Buck was in the living room with three of his buddi...s from work all watching the big screen. They weren't all necessarily fans of the school that shall remain nameless but it was a good excuse to get a little bit drunk and a lot loud on a Saturday afternoon. They were all on the same construction crew.Two of them have actually fucked me before and I can tell by the way the third watched me when I. When I got back up they were as I'd left them, Ann on the bed and Romy on the rug, legs crossed, explaining something really important about the shades of purple a proper dress should be. I took a huge swig of Jack and handed the bottle over to Romy, and she took it and drank as if it was beer.They kept talking as I climbed onto the bed and felt for Ann's ass. It was small and firm, I loved her ass. It was high summer and we were all half naked, so I pulled her skirt up and yes, there were no. It was making her feel conscientious. Or maybe...Kerry turned in the mirror, and surveyed her body in the mirror. Of course! How could she have been that stupid? Shane was sixteen. Sixteen equals hormones. Kerry nearly laughed aloud. She knew that she had a hot body, and knew that she was relatively pretty. She spent enough time on her appearance. She had often dreamed about being a model, but never had the confidence to send any pictures to an agency. She couldn’t believe how she had missed. I took a quick shower and dressed back into my clothes from the night before. After waiting in her room for another ten minutes or so I decided I better head out so I wouldn’t be too late for work. I still needed to run by my place and change clothes. Opening Marjorie’s bedroom door, I spotted her in the kitchen, completely naked, as if ready to start where we left off the night before. I stood for a moment admiring her body, the way the hair played down her back, the incredible white ass.