I told him I’d see if I could, he then kissed me goodbye and good night. I made it home safe 20 minutes before my curfew. I made a point to say hi to my mom so she’d know I was back and she asked if I had a good time. I told her I had, not wanting to talk long scared to death my face would give away what I’d done. I went to the bathroom to go pee again and glad that I had as I was still bleeding. I put in a pad and put on my pajamas and turned on my music and laid on my bed. I was no longer a virgin and had lost two in one night. I wasn’t real sure what to think of myself but I tried not to think too much except for his words, “I love you.” Continued in chapter 4 Hi, my name is Jeff. The year was 2007, and I was 23. I was recently separated from the Navy, having done my four years of service. In the six months since I had left the military, I had yet to find a job. Luckily, I had been smart enough to set aside most of my paychecks in the Navy, so I had a large nest egg to survive until I could find work. After a lengthy mental discussion, I decided I had earned a vacation, and so I booked a trip to Las Vegas. Go ahead; call me an idiot for wasting money. It was now February. I arrived in Vegas on Monday, and went straight to the Luxor, where I had reserved my room. I checked in, and went up to my room to settle in. After depositing my belongings, I headed amateur down to the casino. I spent a few hours roaming, and spending a little bit of money on various slots and table games. I wound up leaving with just slightly less than I had come in with. I glanced at my watch, it was 2300. I breathed a long sigh, and headed for the inclinator, the Luxor’s unique name for the slanted elevators they have. The doors opened to an elevator filled with cigarette smoke. I remember my first thought being, “Great, another asshole smoking in an enclosed space. However, since I was a smoker myself (Albeit a considerate one), I stepped in, and pushed the button for my floor. Turning, I laid eyes on the only other person in the elevator. She was wearing a Big Tits set of form-fitting blue jeans, pretty black boots, and a white button up shirt, which was partially hidden underneath her leather jacket. She nodded in greeting as I entered, but I had to do a double take when I recognized her as Michelle Trachtenberg. I sputtered some kind of lame greeting, and she laughed. She said, “Relax, dude. I’m not one of those uptight jerk wad celebrities. You want a cigarette?” As a smoker, and a fan, how could I say no? I accepted a cigarette from her, told her my name, put the cigarette in my mouth, and reached for my indian lighter. She stopped me by taking my hand, and holding it to one side. She leaned in close, and gingerly touched the end of her cigarette to my unlit one. I puffed, lighting it from hers, and backed up a step, even more self-aware than I was before. She smiled just as the elevator hit her floor. The doors opened, and then closed. She remained. “Uh, was that your floor?” I managed to speak as the elevator began moving again. He used a long-standing technique on finding great people. The smell of my wet pussy must have excited him more , as he continued to lick me and Big Tits run his amateur tongue around between my legs i knew his intentions ,and continued to try and scream, sudenly he was on my back and humping at my legs . indian Relieved that he couldn't quite get at my pussy , but disgusted that he was rubbing himself over my bare legs, i could feel him getting harder and bigger, stangely , thinking he wouldn't be able to penentrate me , i started to feel slightly turned on by his unwanted attention, my mistake was to try and squeese my cheeks together and wriggle to throw him off, .i achieved that the first time... "A boy and a girl," Abby smiles. I yelped as my entire body went stiff. What if he sees up my shorts? Wordlessly, we both made sure everything was in order then left the room. You laugh to yourself as you insert inside of me, filling up my hole with your hard cock) But Margaret remains resolute, turning her face up in a prideful insolent display. For Ed, this was going to be a very sweet revenge indeed! Without waiting for a reply, his fingers started working inside the lower band of my panties. It felt good. She was wearing stockings. He moved to her ass hole using her juices to lube her little puckered rose bud as he pushed his cock in her cunt getting it coated and slick with her juices. Grinding against me, she brought my palms confidently to her chest and let me grope her C-cup breasts. The sweet musk of my pussy swelled. It gyrated and pumped in short solid bursts, touching everywhere in succession, her head sprung back, her mouth found my ear. I planned on seeing Susan and family but needed to see some other people first.