I wouldn’t tell her I was jealous of her ability to pick up subjects in school with an ease that was almost contemptuous, or that I thought her home...ade brownies were the best I’d ever had. I’d never compliment her on her sense of color relationships, or the music she liked or the clothes she wore.And I’d certainly never tell her that, after that hug where her soft breasts crushed against my chest and I smelled her hair... that I got a little stiff in my pants when I thought about it.Lest you. I am 6 feet tall with medium built with a 6 inch cock. I have thick curly hair but try to keep it clean and straight. Any women who are in USA wanna meet for an illicit meeting do reach out. We could go out for a coffee and then do something.This is a story that happened in real life around 6 years ago. I was a quite guy who was shy when talking to girls and never been in a relationship or loved anyone till I came for my studies here in USA. When I came to USA i was introduced to a lot seniors. ‘Anyway, what has Al told you about me?’ ‘Not a lot,’ admitted Harry, ‘In fact until a few days ago, I had never heard your name mentioned.’ ‘Interesting, and my guess is that’s not normal.’ ‘Well umm, not exactly’ ‘I think Al’s attitude to women in the past might have been…’ Lynn hesitated, ‘More a find ’em, fuck’em and forget’em approach.’ ‘Oh I don’t know,’ protested Harry weakly, knowing only too well how much Lynn was on the money. ‘I’ll take that as an admission,’ laughed Lynn, pleased. It was like being fucked by a jackhammer and it was never ending until he came. With him I did more yelling screaming and crying than ever before; I was at that point when my little sister walked in on us…Yelling my head off, with pain and pleasure. I was over a foot stool and was literally being fucked across the floor.I can remember the look of horror on her face when she walked into the room and saw what was going on. I was breathing so hard and drooling so much that I had trouble forming.