In part to cleanse my own conscience, I am writing this story now, hoping to find a cathartic outlet, sort of like going to confession I suppose, if I...were Catholic.When I was a law student nearly 20 years ago, I met an amazing woman one afternoon sitting in the crowded student coffee shop I often hung out in to study. It was noisy and chaotic, but somehow I was able to concentrate and enjoyed the occasional distraction of looking up and around, noticing all the young coeds. This particular. I kept licking and sucking her clit while I fingered her… Her ass kept rocking against my finger like she was fucking hit. Her moans were muffled as my cock was in her mouth. Before I knew it she was coming so hard that all her pussy juices were running down her leg. She rolled over completely out of breath like she ran a marathon. I got up and laid her on her back and put cock inside her pussy. Her pussy was so wet and tight I took it slow and her eyes were in the back of her head. I told her. She ran a hand across her face and into her hair as she arched her back.I licked again, her silky pubic hairs caressing my lips. My tongue gathered her cream and my jizz. I swirled the mix around in my mouth before swallowing, bending down to enjoy another mouthful. Her thighs tightened, her tits heaving.“We are so being late for college,” Ayesha moaned in the background.“What time is it?” Sa'dia asked. “Oh, wow, I didn't realize it was so late.”I didn't care what they were talking about. I was. Her breasts were straining to jump out of the skimpy bra while she rubbed her beautiful ass against my hardening cock. The crowd went wild.I slid my hand over her flat belly and let it rest at the top of the thong. I “bit” her slender neck with my fake fangs and broke the small plastic capsule filled with thick red liquid I kept hidden in my mouth. As the “blood” oozed down her throat my hand slipped down her thong, over her shaven mound, to stop at her wet swollen clitoris. She gave an audible.