I wanted to be faithful to Steve but couldn't resist the temptations every now and then.Even though a lot of the guys I had slept with had graduated b...fore I started, my reputation had a life of its own. Occasionally someone would gather the nerve to ask me about one of the countless rumors. The truth was scandalous enough, but the stories had been repeated and retold so now they had me sleeping with 50 or 60 guys at the same time.It was pretty embarrassing. I think the entire class senior. I imagined her velvety smooth, small pussy... and then her really tight, but willing ass. She gave me many amazing anal experiences and reminders of plenty of these great times kept my dick rock hard in my hands.I pulled it out of my pants completely, working my pants down a little more to give me full access and then slowly started stroking myself. Imagining this partner coming around the corner, seeing me and then agreeing to fuck right there in the open was my immediate fantasy and as I. What was wrong with Christabelle Evans?" My, God! she was just a girl. Eighteen! Can you Imagine!"Oh, I could imagine all right; I found it hard to stop imagining. I'd met Christabelle Evans at some occasion or other. While not the mature sensation that was Hannah, Christabelle was a pretty enough girl, somewhat sweet and, rumour had it, inordinately sexually insatiable. Her little-girl-lost glances a mere facade, a Siren's call for men to jump ship and throw their lives away.But there was so. I brushed my teeth and my thick hair, leaving it long and free down my back. I added eye makeup and a hint of blush.When I went back into the room Cleo was leaning out of the window. Giving the man a great view of her ass."It's such a great day!" Err what is your name?" I asked him, finally."Oh? Leroy." He glanced at me then went back to Cleo's ass."Ok Leroy, why don't we start with the desk hey?"Cleo brought her head back in the room. "I think I'll go get dressed." She waved at Leroy as she.