Our first assignment required a four hundred mile drive to another part of the state. I was really looking forward to the long drive with Lila. Lila w...as the first to speak when we got into my car and started for Southern California. "I was hoping we would get put together." She said. I could hardly control my excitement! "I was, too" I responded.It was about seven thirty in the evening, as we started our four day trip. We talked, mostly small talk, for the first hundred miles. We were about. Stay there he ordered and i heard a top being taken off a bottlei looked round and he was taking off a cap of smooth silk lube.His middle finger went up my snatch and he started to finger me, his other finger was going into my arse hole.His other hand was up under my t-shirt grabbing my tits.Im going to put this in you, but I'm not going to cum ok he said.I nodded.I felt his cock go into my pussy and his hands pulling my hips into him.Cunt Cunt Cunt he said to himself....and pushed it really. But none of us were going to let her get away from it.“Ooo, tell us more about how you met dad,” Reba squealed, and then she displayed the logo on the old crop-top shirt that she was wearing and added, “weren’t you dancing at this night club when you met him ... and not wearing a stitch of clothing either?” Ouch ... now that was vicious!“No silly!” Scarlet interjected, “I’m pretty sure she said it was at this club. And then you got arrested that same night too, you told me, for solicitation of. Life was good. I just went to class, and played ball. Majoring in Biology wasn’t something one did casually, but I got the hang of it. Especially since I knew a bit more on the subject than my teacher did. My mother did teach collegiate biology after all. I made lots of friends on campus. A muscular, slightly balding Cape Verdean varsity wrestler named Jose Mendes and his buddy, Trevor Atkins, a tall, spiky-haired Hispanic guy who ran Track, became two of my best pals. Trevor was mad cool, and.