I felt completely vulnerable and exposed, but I was so turned on. Somehow I just knew I could trust him.Smiling down at me, he gently tweaked my nipp...es, watching them pucker and ripen under his fingers. Dropping his head he kissed me gently, then deeply, ravaging my mouth as his hands ravaged my breasts. Digging my heels into the bed I arched up into him, rubbing and grinding, needing him. Sliding down away from me, he captured one hard raspberry nipple in his mouth. Sliding his. I was a hometown girl with farming in my blood who lived in the southern region. There was 80 miles that separated us on the weekends when he decided to go home from school. He knew that we were just friends and that I was dating Frank, so I thought nothing of it when he decided to invite me to his dorm room. Let me just clarify that there was a bit of sexual tension between the two of us. One night we Skyped when I was drunk and he saw more of me than he bargained to. We just brushed it off to. There was sex between some of the troops, of course, but often none---and so returning home, these young guys were practically exploding with frustrated sexual urges and desires; and the number one, overriding urge the came home with was to either fuck some woman, any woman, like crazy, or, it that wasn't a possibility, then lots and lots of masturbation (and plenty of porn to go with it), or, failing that, a blow job, and blow job by whoever was willing to give it; and that benefited me!Most. She said yes because of the walking. I slowly started pressing her foot and she didn’t object it. I knew where we were heading towards.After few minutes I pressed her lower muscles slightly hard. I heard her making a loud noise but couldn’t make out if it was moaning or because of pain. I pressed again yes she is moaning.I started pressing her whole legs from knee to heels. My dick started poking out and I was getting eager to lift her gown. She whispered to press above knees. I was in.
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