. If a campus was stew, we were the broth. If a school was a bowl of cereal, we were the milk.In order for a girl to be considered either really prett...y or really ugly, she had to be compared to something. So, if a girl was prettier than us, she was beautiful. If she wasn’t as attractive ... you get the picture.The same was said for body parts. If her breasts were bigger than ours ... or smaller, it let you know where she fit. We are the statistical bar that others are compared to.But it wasn’t. They were high and firm and were a solid D cup. I kissed my way down her neck to her collar bone. I couldn’t keep my hands off her amazing tits but decided it was time my mouth got a turn. I darted my tongue across her nipples making them stand at attention before taking them into my mouth, eliciting a moan from her lips. My hands drifted between her legs as I slowly teased her inner thigh making her squirm...with my other hand I turned on the shower. If I thought she had looked good before I. "She stepped closer and pressed herself against me. I looked in those spellbinding green eyes and let my jaw drop in amazement. Fortunately, this must have looked as if I was opening my mouth for a wet kiss. She kissed me hotly and breathed into my mouth "We have to be quick". Sherry reached into my shorts and grabbed hold of my member. I hadn't even realized I was hard. She squeezed me tightly and began to pump her hand up and down. I hadn't been with a woman other than my wife since I since.