I always liked nicknames.We met in an English class of all places. She was a full time student but took some classes at night to complete her degree s...oner. She was brunette, short 1⁄4 maybe 5'2" 1⁄4 built with nice big boobs and a big bubbly personality. She was also a really good looking chick. The minute I saw her I was awestruck. I couldn't help it, I had to get to know her. I might add that I had been recently divorced and hadn't got any in awhile so I guess I was somewhat on the prowl.I. .. but you can be my friend if you want?”“Oh – yes ... of course.” He tried to hide his embarrassment.“How about you?” I asked, smiling and trying to relax him. “Girlfriends? A guy like you must have them lining up.”My compliment caused his frown alter into an embarrassed smile with a blush. “Err ... No ... not yet Mrs Lavender.”“Well, at college you’ll have lots girls around.” I smiled, then glanced at the glass in my hand. “Oh, here’s your water.”I moved directly in front of him; so I had his. She giggled as she bent her body slightly, allowing my nose access to her sweet button. I viewed her ample rear and inhaled deeply, taking in her feminine scent for as long as I could, before the soft comfort of the bed made me close my eyes. My cock pulsated in its cage and the plug squirmed in my rectum with the slightest motion. I now knew I was well and truly owned by a woman, and the Viagra had me dreaming of the dress, shoes and wig, and the haughty and superbly dominant Anita; what. A warm wetness flooded her pussy and I could feel her muscles pulsing and contracting inside her pussy.Chris pulled out of her mouth, letting her pant“Now fuck her” he criedRaising from my knees and with her legs resting on my arms I slid up her body sucking on her hard nipples until my cock found her wet glistening pussy entrance, now it was time to fuck her.Lifting her legs into the air as I lifted up on my arms, I felt my cock push open her love hole. Her lips clinging tight around my cock.