“I want to show everyone,” Bridget whispered a few minutes later. Going reverse cowgirl, the fucking continued. “Expose your fucking pussy to th...e fucking world,” Dewayne said in a forceful but quiet tone. Spreading her lips apart to reveal the pink, Bridget stopped momentarily from rubbing her clit. She had her legs spread extremely wide apart.“Oh fuck yeah,” she moaned in pleasure as the warm cock gently ran deep inside and then nearly withdrew from her shaven pride and joy. “Fuck that nasty. She loomed back and I saw as she gawked down at it, a broad smile beam from her face. Softly, she brushed her cool fingers along the length of my shaft and back down. All the while, I leered at her cleavage that hung out towards me, inviting me to be entertained. I rest my hand on low on her belly, with the lower two fingers slipped under her tank top.I glanced back to her face, seemingly absorbed to what rested at her fingers. She was actually quite beautiful…her subtle dimples, slightly more. She was quiet on Saturday, sending or answering only a couple of emails early in the day. Then, in the evening, she mailed me and asked for my phone number. I knew this was a good sign, and that we would actually meet the following day: she was just making a final check on me, making sure she was happy with her choice. On Sunday, I received a terse message to be at a railway station at 2pm to pick her up and then to drive to the hotel I'd booked. I was there on time...and she arrived a few. This was back in 2013 when I was into my third year of bcom.It was time for the preparation and submission of the final project for 3rd year so we can get as many marks for the final consideration. We were into groups for the project. The group in which I was of 5 guys working on the project on labor and labourer.One fine day probably in mid – January 2013 my group was in a hurry to prepare the stats of the survey we had conducted. After college, I ran home so as to get some vital information.