She asked to me to pull down my pants so she could watch me for a few minutes. I did what she said, and unzipped my pants and slid them down along wi...h my boxers. I was hard as a rock and sat there for a few short minutes stroking my cock for her as she sat there with her legs spread for me. After a few moments of this I asked her if I could lick her pussy from behind. I love a woman’s ass and this is one of my favorite positions. She was willing to anything at this point and got up and. I even, on one occasion, got it off with my friend, Suzie. Before you make the mistake that I’m a lesbian, I’m not; it was a one off. Nevertheless, I did enjoy her and she more than enjoyed me. We were, how shall I put this, investigating ourselves. I don’t know why I ended up in college. I would have been happy being a farmer’s wife, but my dad had other ideas and wanted me to get an education. I am getting the education, no problems there, but I’m not getting laid. So what does one do in a. Shaking my head I tried to recall what happened. All I saw was a flash of brown hair and a green hoodie then *smack* I was down. I might have heard an apology, but I didn’t even see a face. Muttering under my breath, I stood up with my once again empty-but not broken- coffee cup and headed down to my classroom. Already, I tried to work on a story I could give, or maybe even a way to joke it off, but nothing came to mind. I walked in the door, through which I could hear loud conversations until. Choosna chalta rahega. Din me char-aath baar aapko choosne dungi. Lekin abhi aap aapke garam mote land se mujhe chodo.”He removed the underwear and wore a condom on his 8inches thick cock. Shamsher also had a big one. He made me lie on my back and started stroking.”Aah. Ye to itna mota hai. Dard ho raha hai, plleeeass. Thoda dheere dheere dalna.” His hands supported his body and his strokes kept changing gear to enter my tight pussy. “Aaj mera lucky din hai. Tere jaisi mast- garam ladki mujhe.