She was more mature and had sexual knowledge her mother didn’t know about. She cupped her mother’s breasts and fingered them softly. Mesmerized, s...e traced a finger under the soft flesh and then ran a finger over her mother’s nipple.“Now I know why boys are fascinated with a girl’s breasts,” Samantha said, staring longingly at her mother’s tits. “They are so soft… and suck-able…”“Uh, huh,” Julie replied, “Very much so.” She wondered what she would do if Samantha latched on to one or her fat. I didn’t give much a thought about her though I had already undressed her in my mind as usual. She wasn’t seen afterward and I had to ‘adjust’ with other girls.Now the actual story begins. I badly needed a fag and no better place than the college washroom at this time. (They are damn clean). I watched nearby if anyone is watching. Because I had a plan to even fap there if everything goes well. I chose the washroom on the topmost floor.It was the least visited and quite dark. As I was nearing. I never allowed that to go away. I love you.” “Madison, you are the first and only girl I've ever loved. And to know you're in love with me makes me the happiest man alive. I love you.” The tears that well in her eyes cause her to blush. I kiss them away, before my lips lock back with hers. Our pace is gentle, slow, riding every inch of me. My hands hold her hips, guiding her up and down onto my shaft. Gripping onto me tightly with all she has, she rides me perfectly. The sensation of her silky. Brothers? That changed everything. I bought her a drink and we talked about this and that. She was intelligent, and while that may seem an odd or condescending thing to note, it’s important to me – one of the most attractive things about a woman. Kindness and decency turn me on too. A beautiful, sexily presented woman is one thing, but a nice, smart one is much more appealing.The brothers soon went to bed, but she showed no sign of following them.“I’m a big girl,” I heard her tell the older.