I'm a senior in college, am 22 and 5-foot-2, and have large D-cup breasts. This is a true story, though the names I give you aren't. It was a windy da..., and on the open campus of Stanford it felt even windier. I hurried into my dorm, where I knew I could find a jacket to put on. I pulled on a San Francisco sweater and ran down the hall, outside again. Before I made it very far, my boyfriend, Derek, stopped me. Derek is 5-foot-6, a football player, and is 23. He pulled me into his arms and. Ready, set, ... there! He spurted in you!"Sally was right on the edge, but she felt stuck there.Foster's rhythm slowed and then he stopped. He raised his head and looked at her, panting and grinning."Better?" he said."Mmm-hmmm," she said sincerely. It had felt great, but she also felt frustrated.They rested in each other's arms for half an hour.Quietly, in her ear, she heard, "Sally, if you are willing to try girl-on-top position you might well come. If you're interested, squeeze once as if you. I could feel my juices around my pussy lips as I shivered and walked over to the bed and sat on the edge in only my underwear.He stripped down to his birthday suit and walked over to me, “Undress completely.” he ordered. I was a bit hesitant but realized I was being silly considering he had already seen me naked. I completely undressed and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Move up and lay down and open your legs wide.”“Y-yes master.” I crawled up on the bed and lay down on my bed opening my. I used to go down to the docks where all the kids hung out on the weekends. I felt that was a good place not to be seen by a truancy officer or police. I used to make up a fishing line out of whatever was laying around down by the docks and try catching fish. I figured if I caught something to eat mom wouldn't be as mad at me when I did get home. This day, I started out early. Everybody was in school at 9 am so I headed down to the docks. Through the bush and down over the railroad tracks.