Missy Stone
I met Missy during my postgrad studies at the university. She was quite younger than me, some college freshman. She liked to hangout the university parties, felt like guys there were more mature. I don't know if I really was more mature or not, but I did have more elaborate fantasies than the run-of-the-mill college. I guess she felt that made me more interesting. She was always curious to see where we could go next. So one night as we were studying, she started crashing over her books. I told her how much I wanted to rub her little pussy while she was sound asleep. I told her to go to bed, with only her bra and panties. That if she did exactly what I wanted, I would creep on her pussy and fuck her with my huge cock. When I went in the room, she laid motionless, in her undies. She was already wet, ready for me.