The ti[M]e I [F]ucked in the college library

I spent the second half of senior year of college having the best sex of my life.

The girl, B, was another senior who had been in my English classes all four years. I had admired her from across the room since we were freshmen, but she was a gorgeous, dark-skinned, athletic tennis player who was miles out of my nerdy league (and frankly not exactly my type), so I more or less ignored her. Then, around Thanksgiving senior year, she sent me a late-night Facebook message that, long story short, ended with us having a marathon fuck session in her dorm room right before Thanksgiving break that we vowed to repeat when we got back to campus.

She was about 5’ 4” with dark, buttery skin, straight black hair, very small tits, amazing ass and thighs (thanks tennis practice), and a beautiful, slightly round face. I’m a white guy, 6’ tall, skinny, with a 6” cock if I squint while I’m measuring.