As geology students we had to spend two to four nights in the field every eight weeks or so. This encompassed roughing it and living in tents. By our ...irst outing, three guys and three girls in our group of twenty had started dating. Naturally, they were very happy to share tents. The other two girls, whom most suspected were lesbians, also shared a tent. The remaining twelve guys, therefore, had to pick a partner to share a tent with. As you would imagine, I was the last guy that anyone wanted. I was right back where I had first started, on the shitty end of another relationship.I had had enough. Even though she was not the love of my life, I was hurt, hurt and disappointed in her. The lying, the cheating, the disrespect, all thoroughly disgusted me. I deserved more than that. Okay, okay, I was indulging in a little self-pity, so what. It wasn't fair. I guess not all things in life are fair."I'm sleeping in the guest suite tonight, Mary," I said dully to her. "I would appreciate you. She had very long legs with her hips perfectly rounded and absolutely tightened, her tight waists, her flat stomach, then her big (almost mammoth) tits and a wonderful, absolutely porny face (just like the ones i used to see in xxx movies). Her lips were fairly small which was very wet all the time, short nose and a pair of bright eyes with silky black-brown long hair.So, she sits next to me, looks at my face with a weird look and introduces herself “Hello, i am Priya” I look her in the face. That would have to be the best feeling in the world but then I realised that I had that thought for everything we have done till that moment so I postponed the decision .We were kissing and fucking very differentely from just a few minutes before .It was all good the same but still I had always enjoyed rough fucking a little bit more but she was Beyonce I couldn’t do to her whatever I wanted so I just went for what she seemed to be craving for .After a little bit more of kissing she shove my.