She was 19, short, slim with strawberry blonde hair, a pretty face, not much in the chest area but an arse you could crack walnuts on. I got to know N...atasha through mutual friends, and got along so well with her we became friends almost immediately. She had a reputation as something of an ‘easy’ lay, but at the time I knew her, she had a serious boyfriend so had tempered her love of sex (or so I thought) – therefore I didn’t really contemplate making a move on her,. There were days where she just didn’t feel like doing anything and insisted we all watched movies. She made gallant attempts at education, but in the end, she ended up teaching us more about life in general than anything about teaching.I kept loose associations with Shey during my senior year. We talked about this and that occasionally after school. We sent each other funny e-mails, and we were at constant war over who could do what to out-prank each other. Eventually, I graduated, and what. She removed her jeans and the red thong she was wearing, exposing a neatly trimmed patch of hair over her vagina. Still smiling, she stood over me and knelt down placing her hands on my chest and positioning her firm ass over me. Her body started moving, grinding, on my penis, she was wet. I was so hard at this point it hurt, I couldn’t believe this was happening. One hand moved down and held my penis upright; hovering over me she looked me in the eyes wanting to see my reaction to. . . trying to focus his attention on the real possibility that THIS woman might be able to tame him, to vanquish him with her powerful female strength. And that possibility excited Anthony beyond anything he'd ever experienced! Thus, on that thick carpet they strove to see who would emerge victorious in their strange test of strength - male against female! For nearly an hour, they intwined their powerful limbs in grips and holds that seemed to defy description. Amelia's wrestling prowess proved.