Sure, she slept with a lot of guys, but she didn’t hook up with just anyone either. She was the type of girl who loved to fuck and be fucked, but at...the same time doesn’t do it with guys she doesn’t know. She had to be at least friends with the guys she fucked. That was why many guys who knocked on her door got rejected. She wasn’t ready to just fuck anyone. I was one of the lucky ones though. When I first met her, I had no idea that she would love sex this much. Being a second year student. She smiled back. "You like girl now?" she asked, yet again. "I don't know for sure," I answered. "One more thing, then you know for sure." With that she put one foot on the chair and there it was, her crotch within less than a foot of my face. She reached down and gently lift my head towards her. "Lick pussy. Taste other woman. Then you know you like girl. Maybe even not like boy?" She slowly lifted my head up. I was less than an inch away from her. I was puzzled, confused, worried. Then I. It felt like I was having bathwater pumped into me as Mikey’s knot started to throb. I started cumming again with the feeling of my womb being flooded with his puppy seed. My vagina was gripping Mikey like a vice, both making sure none of his cum escaped and sucking it all up into my womb. We were made for each other; nature had found the perfect fit.We stayed tied for about 45 minutes and I loved every second. He would try to pull out, but my pussy would suck him back in. Then I would cum and. There were stools there and as it wasn’t too late we found stools to perch on. I bought a couple of ‘red fuckers’ my own invention. Vodka, Bacardi, Gin, Grenadine on ice topped up with lemonade over ice. Sweet and potent.Three of these and Dawn was a mess, she was slurring and mauling me. I had missed out on a number of men as she’d scared them off, so I sent her to the loo when I caught the eye of the next man to show interest.While she was away I got him to come over and explained she was.