”“Wanna bet?”Her eyes lit up. “What kind of bet d’you have in mind?”“Oh, I’ll think of something. While you’re unconscious.”We hur...ied back to Wintersmith where I struggled to work out how to open the outer door with my new keys. Being ever so slightly more than a little tipsy didn’t help. In the end, Amanda snatched the keys from me and opened the door with practised ease—she had lived in this very hall the previous year after all.No sooner were we in my room, the door slamming shut behind us,. And distracted. She had been yelling at me wearing this tiny tanktop and her boyfriend's boxers. Every time she waved her arms or pointed, her heavy, perfect breasts swung against the sheer material. The angrier she got, the harder her nipples got and the more they rubbed against the cotton. When she sat down in a huff at the kitchen table, the fly in her boxers separated wide. She looked down right at it but apparently didn't notice because she pulled her legs up under her and sat crosslegged.. She laughed. ‘Actually, yes I have, you know my Dad’s big into his sport? Well he got my little brother Martin doing this training program back at Christmas, so I thought I’d have a go too. Seems to be working OK I reckon.’ ‘You’re telling me, your stomach looks amazing, I’m way too lazy for all that stuff though.’ I admitted. I lay back down and plugged in my ear buds to listen to some music, glancing across at Nina as she reached behind her back and undid her top, then lifted the pink bandeau. I've been staring at them for quite a while now. Can I touch them?- Better. Lick them. So I took her shirt off, then her bra and those big, juicy tits just dropped in front of me.I barely could fit one in mouth and started sucking the hell out of it. In the meantime she started unzipping my pants and slowly stroke my cock. It grew in her hand almost instantly.- Let me suck that big head of yours.- Oh God. I want to fuck you. Suck it just a bit and then bend over so I can put it in your.