Several guys were hitting on her, but they offered no up side for her, if a guy couldn’t advance her objectives, she wouldn’t give him the time of...day. Yep she was a ball busting bitch. That is until Jack walked up behind her wrapped an arm around her and buried his tongue in her mouth, then kissed the side of her neck, and says let’s go someplace private get much better acquainted. He totally swept her off her feet she never knew what hit her and within an hour she would be laying on her back. To make the story more spicy I ll be writing as duke and tell you the story in his senses. Winters are a figure of fantasy. First of all because they are ‘cool’ and then I don’t know if you feel the same but girls look better in winter. Hahaha. That’s my opinion. Introductions first. My name is Duke Williums. I study at Cambridge. Have a cool life. And I have this profanic attraction towards ladies. Muahhh I love them!!It was during Christmas. Back at collage with nothing to do after that. I sized him up, and wondered how much help he could be? He was pretty scrawny, with wavy blond hair, and a face that looked like it was still waiting for puberty to arrive...He didn't look a hair over 5'6", and, soaking wet, I don't think he weighed a hundred pounds.I said "Okay, let's go..." and we got into my truck and headed out to the back of my property. It was hot, and the July Kansas sun was beating down...didn't look like a cloud in sight. I looked up at the sky as we drove and thought. ”“Me too, Mona. I didn’t know his shirt has snaps and I thought he was ripping that pretty white shirt off,” Lou Ann told her.Lois said, “That’s exactly what I thought. I was about to laugh, then I was shocked that he did that to his new shirt.”Mona told me, “Okay Amigo, the strip-show is over and now the real action starts. I came here to get fucked and I need your cock.”I slipped my jeans off and turned to see her leaning over the back of the couch with her hands down on the cushions.Lois.