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College LoveKayla Qurin’s ample breasts jiggled ever so slightly as she shifted in her seat, absently clicking through Facebook as she tried to block out the professor’s lecture. With her free hand she adjusted her black glasses and brushed a lock of curly brown hair out of her eyes. Feeling a slight jab from her bra, she handled herself for a second and adjusted. As she did, she noticed the blinking chat window on her screen.Kayla had just gotten out of her last relationship. Her last boyfriend, Brian, had been a total pig. Nearly every time they kissed, his hands would reach from her chest. Kayla had been raised in a Christian family, so she always said no when he asked for sex. But that hadn’t stopped him from groping her whenever he could. He openly bahis firmaları stared at her boobs every day. Whenever she bent over, he’d either slap her ass or “accidentally” bump into her with his crotch. He would often sport a noticeable bulge in his pants which he made no attempt to hide, especially when he stared at her boobs. Sometimes, when they were alone, he would take her hand and put it on the bulge, no matter how much she told him she didn’t want to touch him there. As time went on, he had started pressuring her to wear sexier outfits, such as small skirts, sexy boots, fishnets, and tight, revealing tops. Once, she had caught him masturbating to a picture of her in a dress. The dress had cupped her breasts a little too well and revealed just kaçak iddaa a little more cleavage than she had wanted, so she had been horrified when she had walked in on Brian laying on the bed with the picture on his laptop, his huge penis out of his pants and in his hands. Later, after she had calmed down and Brain had talked her into making out, he had climbed on top of her on the bed, pressed his mouth to hers, and grabbed her breasts. Kayla had felt his bulge straining against the fabric of his pants, pressing against her crotch. Brian had started to dry hump her, each thrust making Kayla afraid that his raging dick would burst through their pants and into her virgin pussy. A week later, she had dumped him.Now Brian was blowing up her phone and her kaçak bahis social media, constantly sending her messages about how sorry he was and detailing all the ways he swore he would change. Sighing, Kayla clicked the window shut.“Mind if I sit here?” Kayla looked up.Beside her stood a smiling redhead. The woman had a kind face covered in freckles. Her long, beautiful red hair tumbled down to her shoulders. She wore a pink knit that covered a tight black tank top that hugged her body. A perfect pair of large round boobs peeked out of the top, jiggling ever so slightly as she moved. Down below, she wore a pair of tight jeans that hugged her perfect ass, held up by a bejeweled belt. The jeans drew the eye downward to a pair of sexy black heels on her feet.“Uh… yeah, sure,” Kayla said.The woman sat down next to her. “Thanks. I’m Luci. I just transferred into this class.” As she spoke, Luci’s perfume washed over Kayla, sending a strange feeling through Kayla’s womanhood.

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