I ordered a coffee and take a seat outside, lowering myself onto anass that feels like it's had a couple of cushions stuffed inside. Ismooth my floral...print dress out on my lap and try to ignore thenauseating void between my legs as I cross them. Looking up into thereflection of the coffee shop window. Mrs. Harris wasn't bad lookingfor her age. A little bit plump, but that was a expected for a womanwho had raised two kids, both of whom were now thankfully grown up.My long blonde hair was. They all drove expensive cars, wore designer clothing, and treated college as a place to meet husbands who would land well-paid jobs and keep supporting them.Perpetual freeloaders. I hadn't fucked a single member of the sorority. We didn't move in the same social circles and they hadn't sought me out like a lot of other girls.And now they wanted me to breed them?My dick throbbed hard in my panties and leggings as I sauntered out of my dorm room, my skirt swirling about my knees. I had on a knit. Us nai mere nangi gand pr hath phera main nai apne dono boobs apne hat mai leker dabane startnkr deye.Mai maze mai apne boobs daba rahee thee or mahesh mere gand ko inch inchapni zuban se nap raha tha uffff dr afshan tmharee ye gand to pooja karne ke qabil hai to jan karoo na pooja mere gand ki mai nai to khudh apni gand nangi ki hai tmharee leye.Or mahesh nai mere hips ko open kiya mjhee ge jhukaya or apni zuban mere gand ke urakh pr rakh kr etne slow slow phere jese honey chat raha hoo ahh. And then I gave her the peg. To my unbelief she drank it in one gulp.Then I asked her how long was your relationship, she told me 7 months in between a made her another peg, now I could see that the alcohol was taking its course on her and she was getting high. So I thought that it is a now or never chance so I asked her how serious was your relationship did you guys do anything serious, to which she shyly replied that it was pretty serious. So I asked her in a naughty way that how much.