And excessively paranoid. She is Victoria, my girlfriend for 1+ year. She is about 5’7, 18 years old, long straight brown hair, and 28-B. And the ho...der of my heart.It’s a normal Friday night I just got off work, heading home to take along hot shower, but not before picking up Victoria.“Hell its cold out” Says Victoria as she climbs in my car“Hey babe, how was your day?” “Not too bad. Better now” she says; as the happiness sings off her voice,She takes one hand and holds it like she is going to. I carefully guided myself inside of her as she d****d her legs around mine. She kissed my face and neck as I did so. Once she felt me inside of her, she slowly ground her clit against my pelvis. I stared into her face intently as she rocked back and forth. Her eyes were like two emeralds hypnotizing me as I took in her beauty. My stare was broken when she leaned back and threw her head back with her slow methodic thrusts. Her eyes were closed and her hair was flowing as she rocked back and. It had fallen off her shoulders and held in the inner crease of her elbows. She was nude, barefoot and was close enough for Cara to smell her. Her skin had a sweet aroma, like honeysuckle with traces of lavender, but mixed with the distinct musky smell of lust. Her eyes explored Gail’s body. The woman’s perfectly toned legs led to a cleanly shaved mons pubis which was puffy with excitement. Her breasts were similar in size to Cara’s, probably a small C cup and had dark, quarter-sized areolas. I knew that the person inside that average body was somebody I wanted to get to know. She said, “Yes, don’t you remember me from the interview?”I had sat-in with a couple of colleagues on a cattle-call of applicants for an open faculty position. But I didn’t remember her. She said, “It was conducted via Skype. I was at the University of Queensland at the time.”NOW I remembered her. I was sitting off to one side of the monitor. So I had more-or-less heard her. But I had not seen her close up -.