Delia Whitherspoon, top in her class in Business Administration, and he was Jack Walters top in his class in Computer Programing and Coding. Del as on...ly he could call her was walking lust, no matter how much she dressed down she couldn’t hide it. She has long legs, one great ass, and it was so hard to hide her great tits. Jack well you know how when a hot woman walks in a bar all the men’s heads turn, well that was Jack but only it was all the women whose heads would turn when he walked in. He. She was jumping in a vigorous manner as I enjoyed the fuck of my life. Then I made her sleep on her back & sucked those magnificent pair of tits, squeezed them, licked them, bit those hard nipples….enjoyed licking every inch of her body.She grabbed my cock & guided into her pussy again. I continued fucking her like a horny dog while she wrapped her long legs around my ass. Looking her there, lying on the bed, nude, sweaty, moaning my name with her closed eyes…while my cock traveled in & out of. President. I'm fine." Suit yourself," she said, now unbuttoning one button on the top of her blouse. "But I'm hot." She then rolled a bit away from the desk so I could see her lower torso and uncrossed her legs, letting her crotch show like Sharon Stone did in the movie "Basic Instinct.". And like on Basic Instinct, the President wasn't wearing any panties. I could see her vag clearly, all wrinkled but shaved smooth and pink. I turned away, blushing. "You okay?" The President asked."Yes, it's. Neither of us had to say it.We both knew what was to be done. I took out my cell phone and booked a cab. She picked up her purse and we left for the hotel. Once inside the cab, I slipped a 500Rs. note to the driver and we started making out in full flow. I undid her hair and it fell over her shoulder like waves of black gold. Her lipstick was gone and her Kajal was a little smeared. She looked like a piece of art. I felt like the luckiest man alive to be able to have her with me at that.