We climbed inside, and I tried not to think about what I might be sitting on. At least it didn’t squish. The engine started with difficulty, and it ...knocked and rattled the entire trip to the frat house. Worse was the fact that not one of us was really in shape to drive, but we made it the mile to Kegs.“Welcome to Kappa Gamma Sigma!” said Boris as we climbed out of his junker.“Home sweet home!” added Easton.We parked behind a couple of houses on Burdette, surrounded by a chain link fence, and. As they kissed Beth felt a tingling sensation and discovered that Daria was sliding her hand under her dress. Daria's long fingernails gently ran the length of her leg to just short of her pussy. The feeling of her long fingertips on the inside of her thighs caused her to shiver with delight."Most boys have no idea how to touch a woman," Daria said in almost a whisper in Beth's ear.Without prompting, Beth parted her legs slightly and allowed Daria's fingers to enter her dripping pussy. Beth. ’ The cheeky bitch then cut the call and for a moment he felt like being a no-show. He was greeted by a guy when he entered the room. ‘Hi Andy, I’m Fred Allen and this is Julie Roach. Because you only just scraped in to come here after a second assessment by Admission, we have examined your academic performance to date and have to tell you we here at the School of Applied Sciences, Technology and Journalism run intense courses and expect high standards.’ ‘Yes I expected that because I want my. My hand traveled down over my flat stomach pausing momentarily at my navel to toy with my Ruby incrusted belly ring. This always sends a tickle down my body ending at my clit. My hand traveling down to my smooth mount freshly waxed yesterday and still as smooth as the day I was born. then down over my engorged lips.I felt a trickle of what I thought was sweat run down over my stretched butthole. It was not sweat but liquid anticipation From my own arousal. sliding my finger between my sex gash.