Thrusting upward from under me, the man is able to go deeper than before. My face grows red from oxygen deprivation as I grow faint from being fucked... so hard.But this is just the beginning.I feel one of the man's friends toy with my backside as I ride the man below. I feel both of his hands move down my lower back, splitting apart to grab each ass cheek before spreading them apart. The stranger wrestles with my position once more as I continue bouncing. Finally, he makes his move.The. Like this only whenever we are alone he is trying to touch my boobs and pressing my waist and I am enjoying his touches so I am not resist him by doing all these.After finishing my 10th, I joined to college; in our college there is no strictness on dressing code, so we are wearing whatever we like. I used to wear short skirt which is above my knee and t-shirts. I like to expose my structure and to make feel happy to all boys (only that much of limit). So in my college all boys have a look on my. "The problem is not with the marble. It's your lighting. All you need to do is change the lights you've got in the bathrooms and the marble will look the same as the kitchen."I thought I was prepared for the next question, but what she said was not what I was expecting."Good." she told me. "You passed my little test. You're both smart enough to have figured it out, and honest enough not to try to cheat me. If you'll come back tomorrow, I'll show you what I really want you to do." Not so fast.". The sweat is turning my top a little see-through as it clings to the dark, toned, hairless skin on my torso. I manage to wrangle free of the boys while I take a walk, scouting the dance floor. I spot you more or less alone, wearing a tight little black vest, short shorts and heels. My mind floods with the things I want to do to you, so much so I can't contain my almost obvious throbbing cock trying to escape my jeans. Your body is perfect to me, good size boobs with a lovely shape. Your ass is.