Sometimes, the best times, he would take give me a good shagging and then bugger me to repletion. It was those times when I acted on Denise’s sugges...ion, always to carry some tampax in my handbag to sop up the spunk so that I didn’t have to sit in it all afternoon. Then I would walk back to the University for an afternoon seminar, or a couple of hours in the library, wondering with an inner grin if any other girls had tampax up their bums that afternoon. Midweek I could always get a night. I was about dick high to her chest and that didn't keep her from getting really tight to me while we danced slow and she was moving her chest against me. Of course my cock got hard and the more she felt it, the closer she got and the more she shifted against me. We finished the dance and she asked if I wanted to go have a smoke outside, so we went outside and lit up. There were others out there and she said lets walk a little. When we were away from the others, she asked if she could see my. When I met her for the 1st time I could only look at her cleavage as she was wearing a night suit and standing behind the opened door. It was the time I collected the keys to my room, I had to give my id proof, she greeted me in.After she took the copy of my id she returned back to her room. As soon as she turned back to head to the room, her ass was so prominent and it just captured my eyes to it.I felt bad when she went in the room.But after a while, she came out wearing a complete western. But then he brings his face close to hers and whispers in her ear. "Good girl," he says. "You like that?" She shakes her head. "No? You want it harder?" She twists violently away, but then he does a surprising thing. He runs his hand firmly down the length of her back, and the pleasure is so intense she moans. It's like some primeval command, nature telling her this is her mate. He does it again, stroking her tenderly and snaking an arm around her waist to support her. She is nearly swooning in.