He was much hairier all over than I was. The hair on his chest, hair coming up to his belly button. He took his shorts off and I could see where I got...my penis from, it was a bit smaller than mine but still big. Long even when soft and intact like mine. I took my shirt off first. I was a skinny guy, a small frame, but tall. My chest was not well defined, but it didn't have any fat on it. I was skinny, smooth, and had a decent musculature for my weight. I then took my flip flops and shorts off.. The trench of her spine was even exciting. And most of it was on view down to her coccyx. “Ha ha, that an invitation?” Vixen asked. “I’m signed up for the freshman dorm.” “That smelly place. What a shame. I’ve got big bed at the Delta Beta house. Like to see my room?” “Maybe later,” Vixen said with a grin and a wiggle that stirred his guts. “Okay, Okay,” he said quickly. “I’ll pick you up out front at six, show you the local sights, take you to dinner, right? That cafeteria is certain death.”. Ever since she had come here the dingy corridors had seemed to put her ill at ease and the lack of anyone else around amplified her thoughts of vulnerability. Rounding a corner she saw a light at the end of the next corridor. She took a deep breath and moved on, steeling herself against whatever horror might be lurking ahead. Carefully she took ahold of the door handle and taking a deep breath she opened it.....and came face to face with a slimey, dripping monster!"Jeezzz!" she cried."Scully?!". He turned to her, seemingly unaware of her wanton exposure."Rule number 7 - language."This is not your elite upper class suburb. In my place, this is your cunt, not your vagina," and he roughly stroked her pussy."This is my cock not my penis. Stroke my cock please Francis. She opened his fly and removed his penis from his boxers. He rapidly became hard in her hands."And we do not make love, we do not bonk. We fuck." Now Frances, take my clothes off me "Eagerly she took off his clothes. She.