Anna was a virgin. However, she was not the not typical repressed high schooler that moved on to college without letting herself get fucked. That’s what many assumed, though. Rather, Anna never had the interest in having sex with her peers. She often crushed on her professors, teachers, and older male role models, but never had the confidence or desire to approach them.
By her Junior year of college, she had had enough. Standing at five feet nine inches and 175 pounds, she was a fetishizable force to be reckoned with. Her breasts were large and dense, decorated by her crater-like pasty pink nipples. She had long red hair that she kept in a French braid concealing her sensuality and confirming her naivete. Her ivory skin was a translucent shell encasing a voluptuous body decorated with bright blue veins that were roadmaps to where she wanted be teased. No longer a young, twig-like teen, Anna was a woman by any measurable standard, and she wanted to be fucked.