"I'm so naughty but I can't help it" she says "Do you want to see the outfit I have on right now?" she asks already knowing the answer of course "yeah...show me babe" I reply " ok I'll take a pic and send it to your phone" and a few minutes later my phone beeps, I open it to see Anna leaning back into the chair legs pointed out in front on the desk , black stockings , garter belt with black panties and black bra covered by a lacy see through top. She's looking like a horny slut and I'm now dying. We had a mixer with two different fraternities; one was a jock house, the other was only sort of one. That meant some of the guys were athletes, but they didn't dominate the membership, not like the Sigmas.Guys at a fraternity, despite what people see in the movies, aren't wild, beer-swilling collections of per-pubescent boys. That's a stereotype from Hollywood. Better than half of the actives in a frat house are fairly sober and serious. They're the kind of boys parents like, and that girls. Wo bade maje se mere lund ko chusane lagi.Mujhe lag raha tha jaise ke main jannat me hoon.jaise jaise wo jor jor se mere lund ko chusti gayi mara lund bada hota gaya. 10min chusane ke baad maine aunty ko bola ab bas bhi karo kha jaogi kya mere lund ko?? Aunty- jee toh karta hain ki kha hi jau.. bohot dino ke baad aisa mota lund chusane ko mila hain.phir wo jor jor se chusane lagi aur apne hatose mere balls ko rub karne lagi. Main bhi josh main aagaya aur unka sir pakadkar jor jor se dhakke dene. He came closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips. As he did so he pushed me onto the cold damp grown and positioned himself on top of me. “This time there won’t be any one to interrupt us.” He whispered into my ear when he pulled away for a moment only to return to me. My hands came up and ran under his shirt feeling his cold hard body against my hands. His long raven colored hair fell to the sides as we kissed. He moved now to the side of my neck and down to my chest.I had come.