She smiled, mentioning she'd wait until Char was asleep and then ravage me. The little ‘Grr’ she made after that comment made me blush and giggle ...long with a tingle between my legs.The fourth outfit was the one I liked the most. It was white satin with thigh high hose with a red ribbon accentuating my thighs, tummy, and waist. It looked somewhat innocent yet naughty at the same time. I thought it would look perfect with the pumps I brought with me.Giselle helped slip my feet into the white. Soon the proprietor was chasing out the few regulars, dousing the lamps and eyeing me. The woman gave her counter a last wipe and grabbed my wrist with a fierce smile. Around the freezing corner and up the narrow steps we jogged, bent to the wind, with me anticipating a fine, warm roll in a nice, soft bed with an eager and pliant female. At the top of the steps she pushed the door open, said, "Here he is," and stood aside.I gaped at her in confusion and then turned to see a British lieutenant. And were they ever lovely. He'd dreamed about licking whipped cream off these precious mounds, chocolate syrup off those hard nipples, burying his face between them. They were the perfect size. They weren't big, but neither were they little. He'd guess...B36. And didn't that show just how many women he'd fucked in his life...But Amy wasn't just any woman. There was something so sensual about her, and she was always so oblivious to how sexy she was. She'd sit there licking her lips when he. I pulled the toga over his head so we were both naked, and he fell back on the bed - which, in his tiny dorm room was conveniently right next to the door. I crawled in after him and took his penis in my mouth for a few minutes. It was a nice cock, by the way, with a lovely flared crown. Of course most of them are, as I would eventually learn, but the taste and feel of a dick in my mouth was still a fascinating novelty for me.I’d gotten hard again, so I motioned for him to lay down on the bed.