But this gil i meet 3 times and on my fourth time well this is where my story beginsI had arrived in Kamloops B.C (british colombia) from my hometown ...of winnipeg (or winterpeg hahah its cold lol)i had saw my girlfriend/roommate atthe airport after a long flight i was happy to see her again. So after a ride back to her basement sueit (sorry cant spell. i gave her a nice hug and a kiss on the neck, while i had grab her ass. she had enjoyed my hands grabbing her ass for a while, oh yes her name is. The girls there—naked from head to toe—each had their mouths open, and one eagerly went to work on his sticky cock.Elly waved to a friend Joy waiting outside the toilets and stretched a little. Wearing nothing but her tiny school skirt, a loose white shirt showing off her 32-D breasts, and the hundred-off strings of cum dripping around her ass and pussy, she went off to meet Joy. Disclaimer *after this point i switch to first person for a more intimate feel ;) *Joy was the classic redhead. I was Victoria. And it felt good and right. Suddenly the dooropened and my mother came in. She had removed her long black Morticiawig revealing her natural auburn hair, but was otherwise still dressed inher costume."Hi there," she said. "Admiring yourself, are you?"Blushing, I replied, "Yeah, I guess I am, mom." No need to be embarrassed. You do make a good looking young lady. Infact you almost look better as a girl than you... sorry." She stoppedsuddenly and frowned."it's okay mom. I. I headed to where he was, messaging the whole time, he was relatively local but actually hadn’t been to this area and didn’t know where he was. “It’s too packed and the signal here is shit” he messaged in what seemed like a panic. “it’s ok I’ll find you soon and we’ll sort it from there” to be fair to him it was ridiculously packed, which is unusual for a mid winters Sunday day. My phone buzzed with a picture message. It was of a wall and lamp post… Luckily I’ve lived here for around 13 years.