We did all kinds of positions, just fucked all the time, trying this and that, we were well-suited to each other, just like you and I.’ ‘I think w... are, too.’ ‘So, after that was Wilson Brent, I used to call him Brent Wilson kidding him, that was still college, um, junior year. He gave me a note one afternoon that said, ‘Terry, you are TMFGIC.’ I asked him just what it meant and he said, ‘The Most Fuckable Girl in College.’ I didn’t know whether to slap his face or drag him off to a dark corner. She quickly poured, added the amount of sugar she knows I like, and slid it over. “Fresh pot,” she smiled out and then went back to furrowing her brow over the paperwork.I thanked her, not getting anything much of a response, and sat near the back corner, facing the far wall. As I took my first sip another woman walked in. She was younger than I, probably in her middle twenties, bleached blond with just a hint of roots showing, and she was obviously braless beneath her roomy t-shirt from the. So we had a coffee and a good friendly conversation, and she would brush my leg with hers, which just about sent me off the edge, so much sexual tension between us over a few months, I could feel it and so did she, once we had our coffee, she asked if I could drop her off at home, as her boyfriend was at work of course I said yes, thinking she might ask me in for some fun, well that what I was thinking anyway.We just got in the car and her cell phone goes, and she says dam my boyfriend is home. He loved my tight hole. Nothing makes him harder than fucking my ass. Nothing makes him cum like the feeling of my tight ass clenched on his cock. I also love it more than anything and my body was reacting to him. "Fuck me Adam. Harder baby. Give it to me," I begged.He growled and grabbed my long red hair, yanking my head back. "You sure my love?" he growled into my ear, but did not wait for my response. His thrusts came hard and fast. His groans and grunts so loud it sent me so close to.