Before Dom could even reply, Todd submitted. "Yeah, okay. Fine." He turned to me. "But you owe me a few six packs. And not cheap shit." # They agreed ...to do it on Saturday. Dad was out of town on business. Natalie was working a double-shift tending bar, and I would be at the pool until eight. But neither Todd, who was also life-guarding but generally worked different shifts, nor Dom, who was interning at an engineering firm, had to work. So it was perfect timing. When I got to work, I grew a bit. The fall buried his face in Eliza’s generous cleavage. She helped him up and guided his rampant member towards her waiting wanting moistened womb lips.He thrust mightily, “Bleedin’ hell are you a bloody virgin?” he gasped, “Er I mean gosh are you virgo intacto?”“Yes, but please whisper sweet nothings to me, seduce me.” Eliza replied.“Damnit, I hate virgins,” he explained, “Such hard work for so little reward.”“That is hardly seduction, tell me about your estate, your fortune,” Eliza. As usual, when I'm travelling, I read a lot. On this one night a young English guy sitting across from me noticed the title of my book and we struck up a conversation. He was on his way home from Aix, France, where he had been picking g****s. Just an adventurer trying something new. Nice-looking guy named 'Wilt' (short for Wilton, I think). Longish dirty blonde hair, glasses, and a square jaw. About 5'10", maybe 170 pounds, early 20's. And nearly penniless.We both got off the train around 1. ... god, i miss her. and her pussy was just divine, i mean it was gorgeuose. if there cold ever be a perfect pussy, it was hers. her ass was perfect, her lips where like silk, her body was oh so fine, and her legs where so smooth and silky. well, that little burnett southern bell was also damn good at sucking it. she was so caring, and never gagged. i deep throated her, and for the first time, she didnt gag. my favorit memory was when we where together in the back of a movie theater. the owners.