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Ben’s mind conjured an image of them getting high in the secluded forest when they were in high school. How old had he been? Fourteen? Fifteen? He remembered that they had been his first group of friends in high school, and he had hung out with them for years. His attention snapped back to the invite. He opened it and saw a picture of a bright blue indian swimming pool with sun umbrellas surrounding it. The kid must have downloaded the picture from the internet, Ben definitely didn’t remember Zach’s pool being that big and blue. The image was pretty enticing nonetheless. He scrolled down to find that eight of the 17 people invited had already said they were coming. Three said they might be coming, and the rest hadn’t replied yet. Would it weird of a young adult who was supposed to be almost out of college went to a high school pool party? A pang of excitement rose in him. Well, they were practically out of high school, he reasoned. Damn dude, he thought to himself. You’re one sick motherfucker, lusting after high-schoolers. Of course, he had heard of larger age gaps between two people dating. He looked at the bottom right of his laptop and realized he had less than an hour left before he had to go to work. He sent Zach a quick message about his brother’s party and closed the Facebook tab. Ben figured he might as well get to work a little bit earlier, It’s not as if he had anything else even mildly important on his schedule. The money Ben made scooping ice cream for annoying children wasn’t near enough for the level of pain he was taking. His long shifts were tiring and mind-numbingly boring. “Fuck… You have such a magical tongue.” Please don’t get me wrong, but I’ve lived in Dallas for many years and I would like to go somewhere else indian to live and work,” the chauffeur says to me. Came in a small voice from the young girl. Care.” Isobel smirks. My armies were in full rout. I couldn't trust anyone else to take my virginity. “Let me know when you come!” I locked around, assessing the situation. "Are we not DReAMers, Harry?" she whispered, "Isn't life nothing more than an impossible dream?" After only a few minutes, I had to get up and go wipe myself again, it was so so bad. Just like mine. He ejaculated and his hot cum flowed into the depths of her cunt, filling her up.