She wore a low-cut black sheer shirt with a red bra underneath that cupped her perky C-cup breasts, and black skinny jeans hugging her every curve. A ...1-year-old senior in college and knockout to all straight guys and some lesbian girls, however, she was depressed and alone. Every relationship she had been in thus far, has left her with nothing but either disappointment or heartbreak and her family was far from supportive. While walking around, she came across a hole in the wall shop called. A hand then slipped between my legs and a finger pushed itself into my warm hole, pumping in and out. I found myself grinding against his hand while I pulled his head into my chest. As if on cue, my right hand reached down between his legs and gently gripped his hard shaft. It felt warm and so stiff as though it was made of bone. I let my hand rest there on his cock while he continued to finger me and rub my wetness. I wasn't sure what to do with his cock in my hand so I softly rubbed the palm. Despite her worries and insecurities, what she didn’t know was that, even though I had never seen her, she was the sexiest woman I had ever met. One night, deep in a chat, I told her I wanted to hear her voice – I wanted to hear her drawl. I had a land line back then, and when I typed out the message – ‘would you like my phone number?’ – I didn’t really expect her to say yes – but she did. Our first telephone conversation was like an awkward date – tentative bits about the weather, our days at. I was already excited but his cock was not ready. I got up and started licking his cock till it became hard. After it was hard I pleaded him to insert it in my pussy. He got up at once and asked to take a doggy position. I did as he said , he slowly pushed his 6” cock inside my pussy. It was smaller than that of Srinu but was thicker and I loved it. He was stroking my pussy and the walls of my pussy were continuously being scotched. He fucked me for almost 10 mins in that position and then.