Archives for May 2008
Drunk coeds orgy
college drunk orgy
Her perfect Scots accent cracked me up, and we dissolved into
mutual hilarity. A British man across the aisle frowned at the noise,
no doubt thinking it improper at such a late hour. We laughed some
more at that, until she started yawning. It was only two more hours
to London, but that was enough time to catch a little sleep. She was
looking more relaxed than I’d seen her in weeks, despite being in a
small metal machine very far up over a very deep ocean. Maybe this
really had worked.
fucked from behind
They both got up and got dressed in silence. Then they turned
towards us just before opening the door.
“Well, guys? Who won?”
There was no way we could answer that question. A slightly
uncomfortable silence filled the small room. The blond shook her
head, smiled, and opened the door. She took her friend’s hand and
pulled her through. And they were gone.
“There’s no way we’ll settle the bet now.”
“Not after the way you cheated, anyway.”
“I, cheated? You cheated first.”
“Only a little. And I thought you had sworn yourself to celibacy.”
“Well, people change.”
“I guess so.”
“So what do we do about the bet?”
“There’s still all of London, you know.”
“That’s true. Hotel clerks, waiters…”
“Museum guards, theater ticket sellers…”
“And if we get bored, Scotsmen and their kilts aren’t far at all,
lassie…”