I was lucky enough to get a private dorm room which left me with a lot of personal time, if you know what I mean. As great as that is, however, it's b...en giving me a lot of reason to procrastinate and slack off on my assignments. My desk is in front of a window which gives me a view of another dorm building right ahead of mine. I usually have my curtains open when I work to give me more light, but the curtains opposite from mine have always been closed as long as I've been here. Today, however,. And the conversation was likeMe: Hey whats up?Neha: Nothing, bored, new to this place.Me: Same here, came here 2 days back.Neha: Let’s meet then. Do you have a car or a bike with you?Me: I have a car. So let’s meet 7.30 on Baga deckAt .7.30 I reached there, and she was standing there waiting for me. She was looking more gorgeous than in her picture. Her boobs size was 34 and she was wearing a black one piece.She came into my car and we hugged each other. We left from there and for next 10. Emma was struggling as her Aunt Sandra spanked her hard on her bottom and the backs of her legs and she couldn’t stop herself crying. However she knew she really deserved the spanking. After she got used to being spanked, as much as anyone can she thought, she rather liked the position, across her Aunt’s lap, looking at the floor and her Aunt’s feet. She had never forgotten watching a friend’s brother being spanked and wondered what it would be like so when she knew she had a real reason to be. I have a gold wing--so you would sit a little higher than me. We would ride out in the west where there isn't traffic for miles about sundown. Your arms are around me pulling your body against mine. The mild vibration of the bike and your mound pressed against my back start to make you wet. You lower your hands down towards my belly button and I anticipate what your hands will feel like on my cock. My tip is secreting precum now wanting you to grab it so bad its throbbing. Your finger brushes.