My clit is a needy little bitch, begging to be touched. But I won’t just yet - I make her wait. Hmmm…What fantasy is going to mentally accompany...me, send me over the edge, keep me pumping and then make me cum hard? The more fantastical, dirty, absurd and even forbidden, the better. But sometimes even the most ordinary images can do the trick… I think of the wonderful lush guys I have flirted with, chatted with, lusted over, and yes, stroked myself thinking about. I think of them. I was hoping the over sizing would create enough distortion fooling her into believing that the photo was of a recent origin, not from when she was a child. As Mario seated her, the waiter immediately appeared with a White Russian, another real gamble, it was also her mother’s favorite drink. ‘What’s this?’ she asked. Being bold, I just spit out, ‘why it’s a White Russian, your favorite drink of course, correct?’ ‘Please tell me what is going on here, how in hell could you know all this? I mean. I think the Dr. White is awesome." Well, I'm glad you're liking it. I'm just trying to stay afloat. I'm a business major, not a doctor. I can't make heads or tails of all this." Oh no!" she said. "Do you need help with this stuff? Maybe we could be study buddies. This stuff is super easy to me, I'm just worried about everything else."I smiled at her. "I may need to take you up on that." My phone vibrated. Rachel texted me, asking how class was. I responded, telling her I was still in the lab,. So I’m super horny at this point. So Friday rolls around and I’m thinking should I go visit her or stay home and find something on xhamster and pleasure myself. So I text her asking if she wants to see me which is always code for sexual activity. She replied yes but had to run an errand before I got there. Now I have to be at work at 10:30am so I’m always at her place around 9 which is plenty of time for whatever and I’m only 7mins from my job. So she arrives about 9:15 with a package. .