Yeah well, I was god's gift to the girls at my college and didn't I — and everyone else around town - just know it.Okay so where does Helena Fordyce...come into the equation, you ask. Well every street has two ends. I stood at one end, a down to earth handsome young man, and Helena stood at the other end. What's the nearest parallel I can draw? Oh yeah, you remember those flash moneyed birds in the film Clueless? Yeah well, take your pick Helena was a dead ringer for one of them, with one slight. I reached underneath her bottom with both hands, lifted her completely off of me, and planted her straddled my face. This came to her as quite a surprise, and even more so when I rammed my tongue deep inside of her. She let out a startled gasp that turned into a satisfied "mmmmmmmm", and then into a quick but naughty giggle. Oh yeah she was enjoying this. I latched onto her clit with my lips, and picked up where I left off earlier. She had her head tilted back and her mouth open, which. But now… now that I’m here, happily alive and standing at the genesis of my wildest dreams: now I believe. The countless hours spent quietly and wildly daydreaming of this, of my lover. The wishing on wishes so quixotic I might well have been throwing quarters in the Trevi Fountain and pleading for a taste of the moon. The frustrating silence through all of the missed opportunities neither could foresee, the fleeting moments wondering what in the hell I was thinking. Emotions in constant motion. * * * * *“Uhh uhhh uhhh,” Hilary grunted as Ben pinned her against the shower wall and slammed into her pussy.After fucking in several different positions, and Ben depositing his load all over Hilary’s tits, she’d suggested they hit the shower. And after a little soaping and a lot of groping, Ben had lifted her up and pressed her against the wall to fuck her underneath the steamy spray.“Oh god, you’re killing me,” Hilary groaned, meaning it in the best possibly way.She wasn’t sure how much more.