I became painfully aware of my girl lust while in college, and that was due mainly to my roommate, Ingrid. I had flirted with and daydreamed about gir...ls in high school, but none of that compared with the all-out lust I felt for Ingrid. It started the minute she walked into our dorm -- tall and blonde, with long athletic legs and a devious little smile. My heart fluttered as I stood to greet her, wondering why my clit was suddenly throbbing. I lay back on my bed, making small talk while she. So on every moonless night for the next week, especially on those evenings when it rained, I was out there between the lines counting paces to the British redoubts, trying to estimate the size of the cannon I could see and getting myself scared blue, shot at and soaking wet. No one seemed to be in a hurry to do anything. Neither the Americans nor the French were eager to attack the fort, despite its small size and open side. I could not understand what they were waiting for, but evidently this. " Mr Gates pointed out. I had always enjoyed pussy but this had me hotter then anything I'd ever done with chick. I unsnapped his trouser button and unzipped his fly. His cock strained against black boxers, eager to be released from it's confines. Leaning up from his desk to allow his trousers to be slid down, I take both the pants and underwear and slide them down to his ankles. His cock now bounces free. I admire it, the purple head, the long shaft, the shaved balls. Starting with little. I took one or two more strokes and a fountain of cum shot out of me."Oooh Dave, you made me cum!!!" Yeah baby, now I'm cumming too." Oh yeah, Dave. So much cum."I watched his grip slide to the base of his shaft and then a torrent of thick, white sperm flooded out of the end of his monster meat. It shot up onto his hairy pecs and his stomach, dribbled down over his knuckles and into his pubic hair.We were silent for a few seconds. Both catching our breath. Then he said he had to go. Told me how.