I added that I never go past an ACS canister without putting some money in.She smiled.I took my leave and returned to my apartment.I did not see Caren...up close for most of the first semester, but I made it a point to go and enjoy at least a cup of Aunt Louise’s coffee every time I was on campus. I saw Caren across campus several times, and she was always walking with a nice-looking boy. They appeared to be in very animated conversations every time I saw them.One Friday morning after my class on. The sight of her dressed in red on the black leather sofa was exquisite. Her stockings were grinding on the leather as she was being pushed into the sofa. Her suspender belt struggled to keep her stockings attached to the top of her thighs and her ominous heels threatened anything that came close to them as she bounced on the sofa. Melissa was a gibbering wreck at the end of my cock. Her words of filth had no bounds. It wasn’t long before I felt the need to spunk into her body. It was hard not. She put her hands on my face and kissed me on the lips. Not open mouthed but not just an affectionate peck either. She took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. In the bedroom we embraced and kissed open mouthed. I let my hands roam over her bottom which didn’t feel a lot different too much younger bottoms I’d fondled. As we kissed we undressed each other. Betty was wearing a corset with integral suspender straps holding up her dark tan stockings and her big white panties came up as. Soon enough everyone was paired up and my friend Sam was getting blown by the girl I was banging from behind. We high fived and I fucked the girl I was having fun with and watched how my fucking he changed her horniness and also Sam's pleasure. I soon dismounted this fine young lady and moved on to help my friend James with Christina on the couch. She was blowing James, who motioned me to come over. I sat down next to him to which he told me to get up. He laid down flat on the couch and told me.