Her b*****r came and visited several times the first year we lived together. I was in a steady relationship with another guy so I never really thought...about him in a romantic way. The first time he visited our sophomore year he stayed with us on the floor of our dorm room. I had broke up with my boyfriend over the summer and hadn’t gotten laid since then. Sherika went to Jamal’s house to help him study and her b*****r Tyrone hung out in the room with me. We chatted for a while and he mentioned. But mostly she pulled back a bit, becoming more of a spectator and occasionally playing with some friends from the munch. But she didn’t make a connection with any of them like she’d had with Paul and Leslie. She had the sense that she was looking for something, something nebulous. Something she couldn’t quite define. Something more than she’d experienced already. At the back of the club there was a stairway leading downwards. It went down half a flight to a landing, turned left and continued. Ritika- hey abhinav. Thanks. How are u.Me – .I m good. And sofe pe beth gaye . Aaj yaha kese aana huwa.Ritika- are nm much just avi thoda kam tha to aagai.Me- lekin sis to collegee gai he. Tabhi usne muje bich me roka and .Ritika- kya yar tume to sube me hi chaalu ho gaye ho.Me- ha so what .Rirtika- hmm . Good . Keep on going.Me- will you like to joine me.Ritika- hmm.. Yes why not..Me – lekin tume to kuch kam tha. And meri sis to college gai he.Tabhi ritika ne mune 1 sleep mara .And….Ritika-. As I had requested she wore no bra or panties, just thigh high stockings. As our sexual exploits progressed she also had shaved her pussy. Eventually all the buttons were undone. I sat near the door and she on my right. ............I was surprised that quite a few guys looked in but kept roaming along. we both were super horny, she because the dress covered nothing now, and I because because of my boldness she was completely exposed and the door was open more than wide enough for her to be seen.