She moved forward and hit my chest with her fists.I just stood looking at her. She was breathing hard and fast and her face was flushed.Our eyes met a...gain, longer this time.And then she ran at me again, raising her both fists.This time I caught her arm before she hit me and then grabbed her other one, pinning this babe against the wall, with both arms behind her back.She tried to struggle; but I held her in position…Her face was only a few inches away from mine. Our eyes met again as she. It all started when i was in inter we had a commerce lecture called simren she was the hottest lecture I saw so far she was very free with us and world always wear reveling clothes her figure was awesome she had big round breast any would be mad for it we all used to admire her navel as it was always visible to us a good tight ass and i am sure that many boys would dream to fuck her and cum many did that in college also the boys bathroom was full of her name so here is what happened one day our. I was more than happy to provide it to her. Be it phone sex, a set of tasks for her to perform, rope play or a marathon of hard fucking. She had told me that the vanilla life style could no longer satisfy her sexual needs. That is why she had texted me. She craved something. “What do you need from me, Mandy?” I calmly asked her. Mandy remained silent for a moment. Her breathing was deep and slow. “Call me yours, Gil, please,” she begged. “You’re my beautiful whore, Mandy,” I whispered in a. She stands at about 5'4", maybe a little taller. The top holding her 34 B tits, down to her flat stomach and slim waste. But her ass, there's none like it. Could probably fit a set of cups on it. As she gets closer, I lean back on the blanket that I brought and smile because it's a wonderful day. Even though this girl isn't mine, we enjoy our time together. A little about me, not much to say except that I stand around 6'0", a skinny but athletic body build, nice six pack and a decent size seven.