After all,what else was college for if not for fun and pranks. Going to the mall Matt hoped would give him some inspiration for hisrevenge. He needed ...something big to get back at those two and even thescore. Dropping a bucket of whipcream on his head as soon as he walked intothe room wasn't very creative, but it had been messy, so deserved somethingreally nasty back.Matt saw a new store named Spells R Us, and wondered if it had practicaljoke stuff. Magic stores usually did. Curious he walked in. I dipped at the knee and tilted my pelvis to line up my cockhead, without using my hands either. She was watching too, and giving a little wiggle. There.I pushed gently and it started to go in a bit. Withdrew it a fraction, and pressed again. It was more slippery, and this time when I withdrew it there was a glistening layer of juice over half my hard, dark-red, tingling cockhead.The next time the head went in, and the sensation of tight, wet, elastic pussy enveloped me.“Oooohhh” breathed Zann.. Less clothing was worn each time. Both virgins at the time, we decided to try it out with each other. We took turns fingering and going down on each other, me sucking her clit and Sarah licking deep inside me. This went on for a while, until we drifted apart.Fast forward a few years. We'd both moved out, lived in different cities, but we decided to start hanging out again. Sarah came to stay with me on a few weekends. We would drink and make jokes about our childhood. On one night out, with. He had us laughing from the minute we met him. After many drinks, the bar closed and the guy asked if we wanted to have another drink. He mentioned that he had a bunch of samples and why spend more money at another bar and cab fare when we could join him on his balcony. I didn’t think of anything else but another yummy glass of wine. We were having such a great time his idea sounded great. We went up to his room and he asked what I wanted. I said that I loved Ice Wine and knew he wouldn’t have.