Still with my legs around her waist, her hands under my butt....but now my dick was against her stomach, and she had me in a bearhug position, so her ...hest was tightly against mine. Still bouncing me....so my dick was really getting hard. She noticed it and was teasing me about how a younger girl was carrying an older (college!) boy and getting him turned on. She tickled me a bit, pinched my butt, and started feeling up my crack. At this point, I was rock hard, but couldn't do anything about. Such a smooth girl, especially for the Humanities. Delicate little kneecaps, long flute-like calves. Like a ballerina, almost. Skin a hint of olive. I should play with her more, I thought to myself. But later, later! Time for fucking, take control.I left her thong somewhere along her foot and stole back upon her, letting her get a good look at my dolphin dildo, and I pumped the lube bottle I had propped against the wall and slicked my tool, then cupped my wet hand against her snatch. Pink,. She wanted more but was a shy girl. She was chubby and not always sure of how to proceed with the men she met.The one thing that Ari didn’t like about her room was the view. The window faced towards another building, almost lining up with the window next door. But she could open it and let in the cool New England air and that was all she really needed. She hung some d****s and focused on her studies.The Friday evening of her first week was proving to be uneventful. Her roommates had gone home. “You can’t know what my life has been like, any more than I can know what yours was like. I don’t know what it’s like to go to school five days a week. I didn’t have disappointments like being refused an audition for the cheerleading squad because of my flat chest as a teenager. I have no idea how it feels to be turned down by an attractive boy I fancied. I’ve been a slave for forty one years, and it’s all I’ve ever known. I don’t know any other way of life and I don’t know any other way.