Betsy Lowry was a big, buxom, somewhat spectacular third-year undergrad with, maybe, fifteen extra pounds on her curvaceous torso but who – to say t...e very least – carried all fifteen extremely well. She looked strong enough to break a full-grown man in half, but her pleasant manner, her casual style of dress, and her extraordinarily friendly disposition made her seem, instead, inviting and available.“I think she’s – extremely attractive,” I answered honesty.“Oh, Jesus! She makes my dick hard!”. Lyn could not take her eyes of his large cock. Tim asked us if we wanted to go to the "rest room" Lyn said no not at the moment and with that Tim got out and followed John and Maria. Lyn asked if I was ok with her getting fingered by another man. I saidit was ok in fact I found it quite a turn on. We then went to see "rest rooms" which we had not been shown and found it quite a shock to see an open door with Maria getting fucked by Tim while sucking Gary's cock. Embarrassed we decided turned. My eyes were a vibrant sparkling blue color.I had this figure to die for, even though I thought my boobs were alittle bit bigger than was absolutely necessary.As one might reasonably expect, men were constantly lusting after me.There certainly wasn't anything wrong with that. I enjoyed everysecond of being lusted after too. As far as I was concerned, I simplydeserved all that attention I got. It wasn't even that long since thelast man visiting my bed had demonstrated his admirable skills.My. Then he pulled my pants off, and, well he kissed me down there. You’d told me about that, and I was surprised, but it was still pretty nice, and really, pretty good, it sent me into orbit. That part was OK, but then he pushed me down on the couch, and he just took me, really hard. That was really good, too, but that was the part that scared me. I mean, I felt just completely overpowered.’ ‘It’s real simple, Jennifer: if you don’t want him to do that again, tell him!’ ‘But that’s just it: I do.