"You choose which one you want me to wear. I need totake a pee. I'll be right back." He turned and went into his bathroom andclosed the door. I gr...bbed the three briefs. One was a dark teal color,one was royal blue, and one was red. I brought all three to my face andsmothered myself. His body scent was absolutely intoxicating. It was anaphrodisiac. I took deep breaths, moving the fabric all over my nose andface. Did I detect a hint of semen odor? Oh my heart pounded as I let mynose. Night had fallen, some stars were visible, and I relived the moments of ecstasy that Emma, my childhood lover, and I had shared so long ago. With my robe opened and my legs spread wide, I imagined my fingers were her mouth, sucking me in and pulling gently, waiting for my pleasure to build. I took my time, savoring the feelings I caused, exploding at the end with audible grunts, shivering with complete release at last.I wiped myself with the hem of the robe, intending to wash it tomorrow along. ”“I actually have to get back to my room, I do have a roommate and he would have too many questions tomorrow morning if I stay too long. Night, man.” And with that he gave me a passion filled kiss while our groins smashed and slammed into each other. When he walked away, I couldn’t help but stare at that hot ass walking away, he had the hottest body; it made me think that maybe I should start lifting. I went into the building and on my way up the steps; I heard some talking in the hallway.. But they build a different character behind their black wall, and when you pick her out of that black cloth in the bed, you can truly know what sex is. Their body is a beautiful monument and a rich soul hidden in a black cloth. This girl was one such woman who hid everything behind that black cloth.Her name was Fathima and was my school friend once upon a time. Instagram connected us later. She had a perfect 30-26-28 body. I had forgotten about her but I saw her profile once on Instagram and.