..He lived in not too nice a part of town and I was kind of worried about my car being stolen but I put extra locks on it and set the alarm I found hi...s house easily and rang the bell he answered the door in his underwear which I thought was funny but some guys are very casual so I shrugged it off he let me into the house and we shook hands he was a very large man with dark oily looking skin he was almost a chocolate color not milk chocolate dark and I watched his muscles ripple under his sport. How do you like my wardrobe.’ With that she stood up and faced us. Still holding Sid’s ‘big French banana’ with one hand (he had the silliest grin on his puss), she spread her long sexy legs and put the other hand down into her panties and said, ‘Come over here and get a good fucking look at a famous star’s wet pussy.’ I made them get dressed and told them they would have to leave. Betty said, ‘Hey Mr. Broadway Hollywood why don’t you and your cute little cunt-of-a-girl friend come over to my. “I think she’s nervous about putting even a finger in her asshole.”“Yeah, I’ll offer to help her,” Ashley moaned. I began fucking her harder, thrusting into her as she rode me. “I don’t know if she’d let me touch her asshole or anything, though.” “Maybe not,” I said, “but it’s worth a shot.” “Oh fuck,” Ashley cried out, “I’m coming, don’t stop fucking me Brian, oh my GOD!” I felt Ashley’s pussy throbbing hard around my cock as she climaxed. She was already incredibly wet before coming, but now. It had worked out amazingly well for a long time...But now you're eighteen years old. It's your last year! You'd lost interest in getting stoned or screwing around too much with girls. You're actually terrified- you have to figure out some kind of career here in about two years. That's not a lot of time. Worse, it'll cost you and your parents money.You'd done your best though... there's a college one state over that has a sociology scholarship for you, not that you care for the subject. You'll.