Mrs. Jensen went to bang on Tiffany's door. A few seconds later, Tiffany opened the door. She was a pretty young lady. Her hair was shoulder length an...d a red color. Her eyes big and green and she had tiny freckles around her nose. She had the looks of her mother."What? You don't need to be knocking so loud!" Tiffany said agonized."Well if you come out here when she called ya, she wouldn't have to have knocked like that!" Dylan interfered."Shut up! I wasn't talking to you!" Quiet both of you!. After slipping into his swimming trunks, pulling on a t-shirt and stepping into his favourite sandals he comes back out to find her waiting for him wearing a black sun hat, a white sarong around her waist and a beach bag over one shoulder. He grins and as he passes her he gives one breasts a firm squeeze, she gives a surprised squeak and slap his shoulder“Naughty boy”He laughs at her and gives her a peck on the cheek“What do I carry?”“I think there is a sun umbrella over there, you can bring. A rapid increase in the swelling in Mr D’arcy’s breeches forced him to discard the aforementioned breeches over which he promptly fell as they bunched around his ankles. The fall buried his face in Eliza’s generous cleavage. She helped him up and guided his rampant member towards her waiting wanting moistened womb lips.He thrust mightily, “Bleedin’ hell are you a bloody virgin?” he gasped, “Er I mean gosh are you virgo intacto?”“Not any more with your cock up me,” Eliza replied.“Damnit, I hate. The jock is Jim. She felt the tears well up in her green eyes and head down, rushed to class. How much do you charge whore? The voice was harsh. A hand brushed against her lower back, she looked up nothing but smirks guys she didnt know girls she used to be friends with. She walked faster. I dont go that way you skank! Head down she hadnt seen the girl she bumped into brushing her large breast against the other girls arms. She walked faster. The bell rang. She couldnt stop the tears from.