Maybe we could rent for six months or a year. No, I've no furniture. Just clothes and books and papers. Oh, my God."We were on the phone for nearly an... hour. I went to Janice, who said she'd book the hotel and the flights. She asked (again) about the wedding. I told her we hadn't talked about it, but that Weena'd unloaded house-hunting on me. Janice burst out laughing. "I guess you're no longer a grad student," she said, and went back to laughing. I went off to lunch with the guys.When I got. She was grinding her pussy back towards me, urging me to fuck her deeper still, which would have been impossible because I was already as deep as I could go inside her cunt. I ever so slowly wormed the tip of my finger into her tight asshole, feeling it initially resist the invasion of my finger, but once I had the tip past the tight muscle of her anus, it seemed to suck my finger in as I continued fucking my cock into her pussy. I began to slowly push my finger deeper and deeper into her tight. After the performance, we went out to the midway still holding hands like a couple of teenagers. Well, she was one and I was acting like one.Out in the midway, we played every the games we could find. We did the ring toss, target shooting, ring the bell hammer slam, and let one of the carney's guess our weight. He was so enamoured with her beauty that his guesses were way off for both of us. We won some nice stuffed animals for our efforts. In the back of my mind, I suspected that he was just. Once she was alone with the girls, she turned to look at them through the clear glass of the shower door. By now the two had stripped off their shirts and bras and were working on their khaki pants. She watched them briefly before they became aware of her, and then they modestly tried to cover the half nudity. ‘Delectable!’ thought Caroline. “Well, don’t just stand there! Everything off. When you’re ready to come out, just leave your clothes in the shower. Jeanine will take care of things. I’ll.