I tried to fuck Ann all freshman year, but like I said, Ann was a bitch. Ok, now that that’s out of the way, this is the story of how I finally ende... up fucking Ann. She started coming into the bar at the end of junior year. I noticed her right away as I had tried to fuck her for most of my freshman year, before I had become a bartender. She was hot, had a really tight body with hardly a flaw on it. Great tits = Check! Long legs= Check! Nice face=Check, and so on. To be honest she was way out. He turned his head to look at his mate, then straightened and walked down the step then looked back to her.Linda wasn't stupid. She knew right away that Trap wanted her to follow him down the stairs, so she did."I take it someone wants to take a look at me?" Linda said aloud, though she giggled to herself, as it was just silly to be checked out by wolves.Trap nodded his head."Should I be on my knees or sitting on the ground?"Trap wasn't sure which would be better so he just scrunched his. She stepped out of them daintily and tossed them toward the hamper in the corner. Then she backed up to him even more until their legs touched. Bending forward, she reached between her legs, back far enough to grasp his cock. Jason felt as if he were a ghost floating in someone else's body, hardly able to believe this was really happening. There was her pussy, shaved clean of hair, labia distended and dripping with wet excitement. There was her hand around his cock, guiding the tip to her. I'd see her on the smoke deck mostly sitting by herself so of course being the nice guy that I am, I took the opportunity to introduce myself and offer my services in getting settled into ship life. The more we talked the more interests we found we shared and one thing led to another really fast (after all, we were both nymphos). Of course while I dated her, nothing got accomplished, we barely did anything except get home from the ship, fuck, eat, fuck, sleep, fuck, and go back to work. It.