Cynthia was a nice enough girl, but she epitomized the“sorority slut” archetype. Cynthia rarely spent hernights in the dorm room on weeken...s, and was alwayseager to tell Misty about her experiences upon herreturn. Misty was so jealous of Cynthia and all theother girls like her. “Why can’t I find one guy?” sheasked herself, sitting alone, “Just one guy who wantsto fuck me?”Misty’s sexual experiences were limited to self-stimulation with her trusty. I slid out a blindfold from behind my back, the sort you wear to get to sleep, and said ‘But first, you’ve got to put this on.’ Eliza looked perplexed, but slid it over her eyes with a small giggle. I teased her briefly, stroking her and watching her reach around trying to find me. Then I gently took her hand and led her through the door into the room. The smell of lavender caressed our nostrils with a warm, sensual feeling. Eliza inhaled deeply and said. ‘What’s that smell, it’s gorgeous.’ I. The worst but the best was three nights ago he came into my bedroom around two in the morning rubbing his cock on my lips as I woke he shoved it down my throat then in the hallway had me on all fours fucking my ass after he came in me he walked me naked outside and down the street to his car put me on the hood and pounded my pussy hard. Sal's body was trembling her pussy so wet nipples rock hard her hand went to her puss on it's own and she pulled her panties to the side and three fingers. After turning her back over, I frog legged her legs to get a better view of that beautiful pussy again. I was obligated to wash her legs and feet first and was rewarded by beautiful feet and toes. My initial thought was to lotion up her feet and slowly, but quickly, fuck them until I came all over them but I resisted.By now, I saw a bit of wetness between those giant lips and could see some swelling of her clitoris. I quickly grabbed the remaining washcloth and focused on the object of my.