I started to fuck her firmly with deep, grinding thrusts. She hugged me tight and continued to howl as she kicked in the air, “yyyeeeesssss!”I was...using firm strokes and her slippery pussy kept gripping my cock. She bucked and struggled while clutching me, “ooohhhh!”Finally I was fucking her hard and deep and she began to convulse. I shoved into her and held her under me as my cock spewed huge spurts of sperm. She wiggled and squirmed and kept hugging me while her pussy grasped and tightened,. “Oohhh.”She brought her face closer, our noses brushed and teased. Our lips played no touch. Dancing into and away from each other, with that electric, ethereal feeling of somehow being connected.Other than the obvious connection that is.She rocked back and forth as I rolled side to side. She leaned back and shook.I looked down at our meeting.She was soft.It was the first time I had seen her like that, mostly it had been half hard or more but now it gracefully curved, arcing gently between us.. I had to come down here."I told her I knew she did."I'll be home soon," she said. That part I doubted."Whenever you're ready," I replied."What do you mean by that?" she asked with anger in her voice."I mean just what I said," I told her. "Come back when you're ready to come back. Don't come back before you want to." You're pissed because I won't do what you want me to do," she stated.Again I gave the mirthless laugh from the night before."If I were mad every time you didn't do something I. I've tried to put my finger on it many times, but I can't quite pin down the issue. Part of it came from his drinking. He drinks a lot of beer and booze, but then the same can be said of most of the guys in college-and even a lot of girls. Drinking is part of the culture of college life. I think I maybe even liked William a little better because he drank. The guy became a hilarious comedian when he got drunk.Another part of my caution, I know, came from his anxious attitude towards sex. He.