Let me talk about the girl. She is slim, fair skin, tall and has assets that one would die to have for. I and she were studying in the same grade. She...was type of bitchy (I thought but later I found her innocence) as she used to come college wearing transparent shirt and low miniskirts. Her figure is 34-26-36. She had a secret crush on me as my best friend Anita had told me. I kind of liked her and through Anita we exchanged numbers and by that day we called each other and became very close. I. , and she said she hadn’t ever had a dick this big inside of her before. That made me feel good, and it only got me more turned on. She decided that instead of me thrusting up and her taking it, we would move to the couch and she would put her feet up she could make herself go up and down. She did just that, and after a while, I was ready to take control. I held her hips in place and started thrusting up vigorously. She moaned even louder in pleasure and that alone was almost enough to make me. "You... you're so amazing... keep doing that!"Smitty had his hands around Bernice's breasts, and was kneading them roughly. Her nipples seemed very sensitive, Smitty noticed. Despite the fact that Bernice always wore frumpy outfits, Smitty long suspected the treasures that her baggy shirts were hiding.Bernice seemed to love Smitty's rough treatment of her breasts. "Harder!" Bernice whispered with some urgency.Smitty pulled harder on Bernice's breasts and he felt her cunt muscles contract around. Willing the camera to stop so I could feast some more, I marvelled at the little line of a teenaged navel and the curve of a girl's hip tracing the edge of the top of her skirt as it dipped low on a concave tummy. She was in perfect shape and a sight to behold in the deliberately revealing outfit. Slim legs spread before me on the monitor, her smile was as wide as the ocean and her blue eyes equally as bright, twinkling mischievously. Her pert breasts, held lightly in the maroon fabric, cried.