“Ok, my turn, get on your hands and knees.“ he told me. We were both moaning and groaning in pleasure throughout all of this; we just couldn’t help it and hoped nobody could hear us. This situation was certainly not a moral decision or do to my having any hang ups about sex. I had earned a little scholarship and I could now very well lose it. No, what I couldn’t ignore any longer was the yearning building up between my legs and my very greedy cunt and clitoris demanding attention. I told him I would do ANYTHING to avoid being turned in. I loved being filled and the sensation of his huge cock rubbing against my slick vaginal walls. Spotting a clock I realized that I had missed lunch and had to head straight to my next class. I started kneading my vulva with my fingers, rubbing my clit and sticking a finger up my cunt. “Any ole port in a storm!” right? That’s what you were really wanting! “How will it ever fit inside me?!” I thought in total wonder.
