Her tits were perfect and they pushed through a soft pink T shirt. She had on some tan shorts. She looked as if she could have just been at the grocer... store, and she was jaw dropping HOT. I closed the door behind me.The only word she spoke, 'I want you to fuck me, NOW!'My mind was racing as I quickly ran through our last message exchange. I thought my dick was going to rip through my pants. I grabbed her by the hair and spun her around. I kissed her neck and squeezed her tits. Even held back. Now it was clear to her, as she slid two and then three of her long thin fingers deep up into her. She held them there as her hips seemed to move automatically around them. The fingers of her other hand pinched her nipples until she gave a small gasp and then ran her fingers down her sleek tight body to that throbbing button of flesh that now begged to have finished what had begun earlier!She suddenly had an image in her mind of seeing her father coming out of the shower years before. His cock. OK, see you then.I put the phone down. I was already having second thoughts, but I was also getting an erection. I tried to ignore it and get busy with other things, but it kept coming back every time I thought of the coming meeting. I decided I’d better clean up a little before leaving, so I stepped into the bathroom and took a cold shower. It didn’t help; my dick was still sticking straight up when I got out. It went down while I was getting dressed, but not totally, and as I left the dorm I. She rubbed the damp spot on her skirt, trying to get the juice out of it, bringing her finger up to her mouth, but that didn't seem to work. She leaned way over, and pulled up hard on the hem of her skirt, pulling one damp spot near the hem into her mouth. She put the damp fabric in her mouth and tried to suck the moisture out of it, apparently with some success, as she softly said, "Mmmmm" again.She found another damp spot further up the dress, but try as she might she couldn't pull it high.