Embarrassing as the video evidence might be, no jury would ever convict anybody once that was shown. Still, the path of least resistance would be to g...ve the girl what she asked for while knowing that she didn't hold all the cards like she thought she did."Well," I pretended to stammer. "Since you put it that way, where do you want to start?" I knew you'd see it my way," Abby chuckled as she lifted the t-shirt over her head, revealing a black bra with pink polka dots. The shirt was quickly. "I'll be right back," she says with a smile, and heads out of the room. You watch her tight little ass disappear through the door with a grin. She was the hottest fuck you've had since you got to college. Of course, she was also the only one since you got here, but by any standards she was good.It's been about three months since you arrived at Lawrence University, and a better nest of fine Bettys couldn't be imagined. Still, most of them seemed a little standoffish, which served only to. I am expecting to be greeted by the sight of your hard cock in sheer pantyhose. The door opens and your wife is standing there. She invites me in and I enter. She shows me through to the living room and explains that you have had to pop out on an errand but that you have left me a treat to keep me going till you get back. I wonder what she can mean. She pours me a drink and asks if I have come dressed for fun. I reply that I have and she says why don't I get rid of any unnecessary clothing. So I noticed that my creativity and sociability seems to be linked to my sexual activity. Normally I'm kind of a lonely hermit who's days consist of staying at home playing games, reading, sunning, ect. I screen my friends messages and calls kind of wanting to avoid people until I work up some sexual frustration masturbating for days or months before seeking human contact again. There are times I don't leave the house for like a month even to do errands. Then after a few days of strange porn.