We reached hotel by this time and rushed to my room. As we entered our room and I locked the door and turned around she just jumped on to me and start...d smooching me. I was lifting her while still in standing position, she put her legs around my waist and I carried her to the bed while continuing to smooch her.I then dropped her on the bed with her under me. I came on top of her and started to fondle her boobs and rubbing her pussy with her hard dick while we still have clothes still on.My hard. From the beginning, we didn't really click. If the university did any sort of matching of roommates, they sure fucked up in our case. Brad was loud and brash; I was quiet and introspective. He was mainly in school to party; I was a serious student. I hated it when I'd come back from the library late at night and find his signal on the door-a lapel pin in the corkboard-indicating that he had a girl in the room. I'd wind up sleeping on a sofa in the floor lounge.For the most part, we simply. Higher..... the side of my hand was now against her crotch. I moved it back and forth, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a quick look, and saw that her eyes were half open, half closed, as if in a dream state. After a few minutes of this with no complaint from her, I slid my hand up to the waist band of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingers were tangled in her pubic hair. On down, and now I slid between her lips and deep into her with my. Ever so softly, just enough to stir up a little tingle. “Ahem! Are you in there? Can’t I get you anything else?” I snap out of it and quickly tell him no. Next thing I hear is the door closing. I wonder if he heard the blush in my voice. I open the curtain and grab the glass of wine. It tastes refreshing, especially due to the hot bath I am in. I focus again on the task at hand. Soapy puff and razor ready to go, I lather up my legs and shave them. I think hard about my next step. Should I or.