Her waist widened slightly to her hips and to her long wonderful legs. They were legs that have never been scarred or chaffed. They were legs that wen... on for miles. They were legs I'd like to feel wrapped around my back. She was a goddess, and did I mention a cheerleader? She was wearing the standard bare mid-dress outfit of our school's squad, emblazoned with a panther between her tits and adorned with our school's colors, black and dark purple.To say the least I was stunned. To say it. "Do me a favor and see Smeralda home? She'll give you directions." she whispered as she grabbed her purse. She whistled to Rambo who immediately popped out from under the table where he had been lying. As she turned to leave, her father stopped her.She knew her father well. Just the sight of her partner was enough to distract him."I can't believe that you brought that flea bitten animal into a respectable restaurant" Dad, he is trained police dog and the last time I checked he was free of. Every Tuesday and Friday she would head to the Iversen's after class. Today was Friday and she had just completed a midterm that morning. She had been so stressed out all week she couldn't wait to get to theIversen's and have a quick drink before starting her cleaning. She would work on her thesis for an hour after and then she could leave and go straight to Jimmy's. Jimmy was an idiot, often. He cheated on Kara every chance he got and she was close to breaking up with him, but with the stress. Ain’t you? ” and with that we started our intimate talks. It was only then she told me about her stats 36 34 38. She was wearing just a nighty then and nothing beneath. We were in the conversation for next 20 minutes and I shagged off lying on my bed only. She said that she had a massive orgasm after a long time. Not that she is sex starved but it was her fantasy to get fucked by a young boy, which she told me later. At the end of the call she was moaning like hell and she was lying completely.