She felt so unexplainably comfortable with him. It had been such a long time since Britney had had a good fuck and she was getting extremely horny. �...Listen Jeff, I’m only in town for the Britney Spears concert and I was wondering if you would like to come back to my hotel room with me,” with that she removed her sunglasses and baseball cap to reveal who she really was.“Oh my god!” Jeff almost choked on his beer. “You’re Britney Spears!”After his initial shock Jeff realised that he was probably. If you want your clothes back, go to the 3rd bench on the university lawn.’ That was quite a trek away. I steeled myself for the walk of shame through campus to retrieve my clothes, I had no other option.I continued down the corridor and stopped to peak around the corner, the coast was clear to the staircase. I hurried down the first flight, then stopped to check below if anyone was there. Empty. I continued down onto the main lobby of the building. All was quiet. I quickly walked to the door. The next night I did not see him at his window. A few days later I was in our backyard sunbathing. Mr. Hood saw I was there alone. He came over very sheepishly and asked if my parents were home. They were not. "Ahh Jim, I would like to apologize for the other night." Mr. Hood said in a sorryful voice. Since I had grown accustomed to Mr. Hood watching me I just said "It's OK." "Err. Last night was not the first time I've watched you masturbate. I've been watching you masturbate for several. He had begged her not to get implants, but she insisted and, Jesus he was thankful! Before, her tits were a perfectly natural full B cup, but the implants only enhanced what God gave her. Those juicy melons strained against her dress as she hugged him. He was over a foot taller than her, which gave him perfect visual access down the front of her dress. He brushed a locket of red hair out of her face and kissed her pouty sweet lips. He followed her into the bedroom as she asked him to unzip the.