Then she hoped into the shower and had a quick wash, making sure to get any remaining lube from her ass. When she was out of the shower, Emily dried off and put on a new thong and outdoor clean skirt and tight shirt. Hopefully the next woman would only want to be eaten out, Emily thought to herself as she left her cabin. Ada’s Tattoo, part 1 Ada had been reminiscing of late, that had been the beginning of it all. The ten year anniversary of the last time they had all been together was coming up. It was late spring and would soon be finals week. She remembered what their last finals week had been like, in her senior year. It had been intense and uncertain for some of them. They had intended to party just as intensely but it didn’t work out that way. The party had broken up early, amid many promises to get together again regularly. Most of them, including Ada, left the next morning, traveling home to family and other celebrations. Those free and glorious college years were over and the feelings those times were imbued with had been fading even before the last party had begun. Her entire college experience had been more or less a running party. She had shared it with a small core of friends plus acquaintances who had rotated in and out. They weren’t too wild but there were various hijinks that were enough to give the group a reputation without getting them into actual trouble. Besides, they held their grades up enough to be respectable, for the most part. Enough of the escapades had been of Ada’s inspiration to give her an inadvertent nickname and so she became Jinx to her closest friends, the odd spelling had been her idea, giving it a double entendre. Looking back on it a decade later Ada wondered. She wasn’t sure if they had simply been too young to see what life after school was going to be like or too insincere to worry that their promises were so empty. As it turned out there were no reunions, no letters, and hardly any phone calls. There was Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. Even that was not very satisfactory considering, but it was at least some kind of communication. Most of her old friends had spouses and children and all of them seemed to be nothing like the kids they Solo had been. As for Ada, life had not carried her where she thought it might. Instead of creative writing or even some aspect of journalism she was managing a data entry pool. The small tits faces came and went but she remained. It was the down side of nepotism. She worked for her uncle japanese and though the position was secure and the recompense for her trouble was very good she could not quit on a whim without disappointing family members. It was work but she was more numbed by it than she realized. Ada had not married and had conscientiously avoided pregnancy. That avoidance and her stated intention to continue in that regard had cost her the longest relationship she had so far managed and been followed by an ill-advised rebound relationship. Both were history now and she was in a funk, hence her melodramatic asian and wistful recollections. On a whim Ada decided that the best course of action would be to get the fuck out of town. She managed to get some vacation time from work and having done that she was committed. She had a workweek, bracketed by two weekends, of unscheduled time to herself. A road trip would be the perfect diversion, she thought, besides she couldn’t stand to look at her own four walls anymore for a while. and take off those panties for me, too. Finally appeased japanese Rex pulled out of his bitch and went over to a corner to lick his outdoor well-satisfied cock. “I wish it was bigger, and look at how it bends and kind of leans to the left a bit.” Lorlei stepped forward small tits to get a closer look. that Glllyyyndaaaa .... is . asian up .. “Ryan,” I whispered, “I’m still naked.” “Are you okay Claire? "Lilly, get me a gun," he tried. "I'm pretty sure it is. This only makes half sense if it's to damage Rick laughed and said something, but I was looking past him to Marline. No joy though, Billie turns to prevent peeping while peeing. I was moaning, too, it felt so amazing, and I didn’t have to jerk off to make myself cum. Not, discouraging it, though. “Oh, poor girl.” Hazel approached the girl. I Solo could tell she either want it i her mouth or pussy. Either way, it was just to give him the option.