Jill was slurring her words just a little when she said, “Hell, we’ve gone this far. I think we should practice making out.” There was another collective gasp from the group, but Glenda said, “I’m in.” I was astonished when Deb and Gina agreed, and not wanting to be the only prude, I agreed as well. “How should we do it?” After tossing around some ideas, they decided that the four of them would draw numbers. Number one and number two would make out for five blowjob minutes. And then, number three and four would do the same. Since it was my party, each of them would make out with me for two minutes each. I quickly popped the top on another beer. I have to admit, watching Gina and Deb making out in front of us was hot as fuck. They were deep kissing and feeling each other up. Before their five minutes were up, Deb even slid her hand between them and began rubbing Gina’s pussy through her petite thong panties. While still French kissing, Gina reciprocated in kind. When their time was up, both girls swore that was asian the hottest thing they’d ever done. I had to agree. While Glenda and Jill were going at it, Hardcore I looked over and saw that Gina and Deb both had their fingers inside their thongs and were playing with their pussies. Finally, it was my turn. I was so horny; I was actually looking forward to it. Deb was first for her two minutes, and she wasted no time forcing her tongue into my mouth and kneading my tits. I gave as good as I got, even when she started rubbing my pussy through my thong. By the time all four of my friends had made out with me for two minutes each, my knees were weak and my pussy was soaked. This time all of us went downstairs for beer. We left the open twelve pack and took the unopened one up to my room. There was a lot of giggling and joking about going to Tad’s room. Back in my room, and while just relaxing and sipping on beers, Jill said, “If Tad was here, I’d let him eat my pussy right now. I can’t wait to see how that feels.” With everyone so doggystyle tipsy, bordering on being out right drunk, it didn’t shock me too much when Deb asked, “What happens here stays here, right?” We all agreed, so Deb said to Jill, “I’ll do it.” The group, including me, expressed only mild shock. But anything was possible. Playing with our dog Oliver, and by that, I mean playing tug or just running after him as fast as I can. The door closed. Her asian tongue flicked out, cleaning it up blowjob and brushing my digits. “No he didn’t, he just asked if I’d enjoyed it.” Impulsively, she hit "Reply" on the email, and petite typed. He had seen enough movies to know that this was a tranquilizer dart. One of these, a fourteen year old boy was sent out to confirm this with the proper address, under the cover of being part of a ‘scavenger hunt,’ looking for a red flower, late in the fall. “You didn’t do shit, kid.” Nelson said, provoked by Max claiming in front of all the first years and Zeta Squadron that he had been beaten by a first year. “Right here,” I purred, grinding my crotch against him. “Entertainment?” Austin grabbed my hand and smacked it with a smirk on his face. She said that her mother could watch the kids for the night and so accepted. “With a what?” I smirked a little. I try to stay busy, cleaning up the dishes, doing my laundry, and balancing the books. I didn't know what to do, I felt a little panic in doggystyle Hardcore the pit of my stomach. "Yes, do you think he will agree?" How did you uncover such a secret? Seemingly still reminiscing, my stepdad said “Ah well, she wasn’t a bad catch at all. “No, that’s not right.