I would be the first to do lots of things to little Marge. This was just the beginning. My own pussy was dripping down my thighs as I sucked on her cl...it and then nibbled on her pussy lips. "Ohhh. Wanda, Wanda. Oh, god, that's so good. Oh, Herb never does this, never, never, oh god, so good." I just kept on making her come and shiver under my lips. Then I pushed her back onto the sofa and got on top of her, kissing her red lips, and fingering her pussy. Her legs spread as wide as she could get. I looked at the cartons the movers had left in my room and started with theone marked "Carlie's dresser." The panties, however plain and childish,were mine. The boy underwear was tossed into the corner to be boxed laterand thrown out with the rest of the trash. Having, with no effort at all,lured Ron into flirting me, I was now confident that I could attract boysas well as most real girls could. That meant there would be no furtherneed for anything but girls' intimates. All my girl things. Never offered cash for gas, or even a thank you only "I'd offer you gas money but I'm broke right now". On the 4th weekend I stayed at school. not enough gas money for the round trip, my roommate some how scrounged up enough cash for a round trip train ticket home, and had the nerve to ask me to pick him up at the train station monday morning so he wouldn't be late for class. ( He was late ). Sorry, venting a little, but his absence plays into this.While in class there was this guy named. Amy gave a loud moan as he bottomed out deep within her pussy, and his hips began to work her. His cock’s girth felt massive as her tiny box gripped it, trying to milk him of the payload it wanted. In and out he thrust, as the two of them groaned with animalistic sounds. Amy’s body convulsed again to reveal the arrival her second orgasm of the encounter. It enveloped her body, and after racking repeatedly with pleasure, for what seemed to be an eternity, she was spent, her cuffed body.