Becca, is a 5’9 red head, she is a bit crazy in a good way. Anyway, she is sitting next to Cassandra, a 5’9b black haired, who likes to flirt a lo...t. The bus finally, departs for Oxford, I sit back and just relax and also listen in on the conversation in front of me, between Jessica, and Melissa. We get to Oxford and the night went on, we won the football game 18-10. We get back on the band buses ready to go home. As we are on our way back home the bus is slightly quiet, except I hear some soft. She enjoyed it. I told her to turn and I sucked his ass, I licked that pink and narrow year, she moaned with pleasure, she liked very much that I put my tongue to the bottom of her ass. Then Vanessa tells me to lie on the table face down. I did. She sits on my back and begins to massage me with oil, which had a rich smell. I massaged my neck and back. Then she started making movements like jumping on my back. I felt her ass, her eggs and her cock rubbing on my back. She massaged my back with. He was wrapped in a cloth-like cocoon, keeping his arms against his sides and his legs immobilized, but thankfully not with the horrible paralysis of the foam-filled box. There was a little bit of give. Somehow that comforted him.After managing somehow to dismiss the throbbing headache that was pounding in his temples, Corey cleared a throat that seemed lined with toxic sludge and croaked in his high, little-girl voice: "Is anybody awake? Hello?" Yeah," Hollis grunted in his new throaty. Guess who had helped her pick out this dress? We arrived at the Tiki bar and were already a bit buzzed. We ordered our rum drinks from the bar, waved to Paul and decided to go upstairs to an open air deck area where you could still see and hear the band but where it was much more private. The upstairs deck looked out over the marina and ocean. No one else was on the deck so again we felt like we owned the place. The night was warm, the breeze was perfect and the music was great. We were.