Unfortunately the smooth sailing they enjoyed getting to DC left abruptly when they got to Georgetown University. Between the traffic jam getting into...Georgetown, driving around lost trying to find the dorm, finding someone who could direct them to her room, and most troubling, finding that three people had been assigned to a two person dorm room. Her intended roommate, Donna Smythe, the girl she had written to and talked to before school began, wasn’t even in the room, she was in a different. The idea of sleeping here was horrifying. She just couldn't bring herself to lie down on the horrible looking floor, despite her exhaustion.Hour after hour, she stood there in the corner. Her legs were becoming stiff and weak. Finally there was a clanking sound and the door opened. A harsh voice called out and she moved to the door, then shuffled out. There was another officer of some sort. He grabbed her arm roughly and led her back down the corridor and into another room, this one. Uske baad boh bola kii boh uske smne nache. Bua ko na chah te hue bhi nachna pada. Uske wo bola. Kii nachte hue kapade nikale. Bua nachte hue.Kapde nikala. Tab bua apni chodi aur blouse ko pehni thi.Tabhi boh bola kii -utarro blouse ko .Hamm bhi dekhe haamari cow ke paas kitna bada tarvuj hai.Bua khodi rahi.Tabhi ek ladies voice aayi-jo boli-kii uttar kamini.Sharmati kyun hai. Boh ladies voice minister kii wife ki thi.Bua utar dete hi pura bahar aaye.Bua ke boob bra se jyada nikal ke the.Jese. I moved from her hole to her clit and stayed there as she twisted, and strained, pulled at my hair (I’m a black man and keep my hair moderately short, but long enough that you can rub your hands through it) and finally until she pushed my face away and put both of her hands over the area to stop me.I laughed at her and asked her what was wrong. She said “you’ve got to stop. It’s like electricity running through there”. We both laughed. Then we kissed and I moved between her legs and we fucked..