Every day I would call her to wake her up in that ‘good morning beautiful’ kind of way. Needless to say, we were very much in love. Finally in the... Fall of our senior year her dad and her decided to take the trip up to Michigan so that she could look at colleges. I was more than ecstatic when she told me, I remember nearly falling out of my bed when we were on the phone that night. ‘Hey babe, what would you say if I was coming to Michigan for a few days?’ She asked me in that cute little voice. She beckoned me over as she stood to greet me, I crossed the room, as I reached her she grabbed my hands and pulled me into a tight embrace. With her face inches from my own she simply said “what took you so long” and with those words she locked her lips to mine. Immediately her tounge darted into my mouth, I returned with my own tounge, the taste of her was intoxicating.I was growing hard as she gently writhed and pressured herself against my crotch. She took a step back and guided my hand up. And with that Chloe returned to her seat. As she turned and walked back Laura couldn't help but stare at her huge arse bobbing about as she walked, fuck how much she'd like to ram her face right into that tight crack she thought. She forced herself to turn her attention back to the teacher, she waws breathing harder from her thoughts, her body hot and tingly and her pussy pretty wet now. She was getting nervous Chloe might notice her staring, or one of her other classmates.The rest of the day. Long story. Indian mother, Italian father. She was his ... goomar, if you know what I mean. I was pretty well treated overall, though. Grew up Hindu, since there was nothing to stop Mom from pulling that off, but she wasn’t exactly a traditional type, not entirely. So, you like what you see, Mr. Stud? Got room for one more? Pity it’s not two more, but Mom and Dad were killed in Manhattan by the fireball there,” Salome made her intentions plain as day.“My condolences, Salome. Sincerely. I’ll.