‘Oh! Well…’ ‘Just be cool. Just go with it.’ ‘S-Sure. That makes sense. Um, tonight?’ He asked as they reached the freshman floor. She s...ook her head. ‘Can’t tonight. Maggie and I are outlining Female Hygiene notes. Tomorrow?’ ‘Sure, that works. Let’s say after dinner, around 8:00?’ She nodded. ‘Sounds good.’ They walked in silence the rest of the way, not quite looking at each other. As they reached the dorms Michael felt a bit like he was floating. He was on a roll. For the first time since. I moaned my approval and rubbed my breasts harder as I read what you wrote and imagined you doing it, my pussy getting even wetter as you told me how your cock would be rubbing on my skin, moving it to my clit you’d rub the head against it before sinking the head inside my tight hole, kissing my lips still before moving back to my breasts sucking the nipples again as your cock would slide into my pussy the full depth, your pelvis hitting my clit as you thrust hard in and out of my tight hole,. We picked out a booth at a little diner near my hotel. During dinner we began an in-depth conversation. As it happened, we shared a lot of similar experiences growing up. We both always struggled to fit in, found it difficult to make friends, and neither of us ever felt fully accepted by our peers or our family. We talked about everything. I was struck by how forthcoming and honest Christina was about her past and herself. We were so engrossed in talking that, before we knew it, it was closing. She becomes paralyzed. Her mouth a silent scream I can see from the side. The uber driver can as well. He panics and swerves to pull over. She speaks through clenched teeth. “Nerrrrr!! Im Fine. Iffs a crammmp!! Keep going. She demands.Her orgasm has soaked my pants. The seat. And probably the floor carpeting.That was a big one. She whispers into my ear horsely I am a wet girl. But I’ve never flooded like that before. I’m sorry, We pull into my driveway as the smell of fresh sex.