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When I reached to answer my phone, still half asleep, Kelly sounded a bit panicked. It wasn’t even 9 am yet? What could be such an emergency? “I have a paper due tomorrow and I so haven’t got a clue what to do about it?” “Umm..okay? How long does it have to be? What’s the topic and all that?” I asked. “History. We have to read this book about colonial living and then we have a few topics we can choose to write on. It’s gotta be 3-5 pages, and I’m totally screwed,” she sighed. “Any thoughts?” “Yeah. Can you have the book finished by tonight? I have practice until 9 or so, then I’ll be home. Read the book, earmark a few good quotes, give me the synopsis, and I’ll knock it out for you,” I told her. “What? Really?” “Yeah. You said one of the topics could be something to the effect of journal entries as though you were a citizen in the time period, right?” It seemed a little mundane for a college history class, but was right up my alley. “Sure. But are you serious?,” she asked. “Yep. Come on over whenever. I’ll be home a little after 9.” Kelly and I had been friends for three of our four years in college. We messed around from time to time, but nothing to serious. By the middle of our third year, she was spending two or three nights a week at my place. It wasn’t uncommon to come home and find her sitting on my couch watching a movie. But we never dated…at least not officially. If I needed a Ümraniye Escort date somewhere, she was always on stand-by and vice versa. But she’d chat up girls I was dating in support of me, never once telling anyone that she and I fucked around when we got bored. It was a good friendship. When I got home, I was sweaty, sore, tired, and the last thing I really wanted to do was write a paper for a class that I wasn’t in. But what was I going to do? Bail out on her with no notice? So I cleaned myself up and took a spot at my computer to review the assignment while she finished the reading. It was a little more in depth then she led me to believe on the phone, but nothing that couldn’t be dealt with. “Alright, let me have the passages,” I yawned as the computer glowed in front of me. “Kid, you’re going to owe me for this one,” I teased her. “I know,” she laughed in a grateful tone. “Whatever you want. Dinner this week. Movies. Name it.” “Shit, you’re going to owe me that and at least a hummer too,” I told her. I was joking in part, but what curious to see where her head was at. “So I get my paper written and give a blow job? Sounds pretty win-win from where I’m sitting,” she replied. “Yeah, whatever. Alright, let me do this thing.” So I read, and wrote, and read and wrote, and asked questions, and wrote some more. Every so often she’d come over from the bed, Ümraniye Escort Bayan where she lay watching TV to see what progress I’d made. She’d rub my shoulders a little, or my head. Ordinarily that was some of my favorite contact, but when I was nodding off trying to finish up, it wasn’t helping the cause. Then she moved around and sat on my lap to review what I had done. My head fell on her back, my eyes closed, longing to fall asleep and not work anymore that night, but I wasn’t done yet. I answered her questions and we reviewed and discussed what was written until I patted her on the legs in an effort to tell her to get up so I could finish. After another twenty minutes or so, the end was within site. It was then that she peeked over my shoulder, hugging me gently from behind and my head leaned back on her chest. Only this time, I didn’t feel any material. I turned my head slightly to find only a satin bra covering her ideal breasts. I was a little confused, an unfortunate byproduct of being tired, until she walked around in front of me, displaying her body in only a tiny black bra and matching panties that were so small they almost didn’t exist. Kelly was a short girl at 5’1”. She was just the slightest bit thick, but nowhere near fat. She had huge tits for her diminutive frame at a solid C-cup that didn’t sag or hang in the least. Her legs were solid Escort Ümraniye and firm, ending in a tight ass that was also just a little big for her height, but lean and plenty of fun to grab with two hands and play with. She had chestnut brown hair that hung to her shoulders and always had the perfect amount of perfume and lotion on that made her whole body smell like heaven. Under any other circumstances I would have torn her panties off and slammed my cock as deep inside her as I could. But I was on a deadline, her deadline actually, and she wasn’t helping the cause. “What? Is this a problem for you?” she giggled. She ran her hands down her body as she giggled, playing with the material that covered her sex. She gently tugged on it, rubbing it about her lips, causing them to slip out one side or the other as she went. “Umm…well, ordinarily no. But if you want this done tonight, as much as I don’t want you to, you really need to move and leave me to it,” I told her. “Awww…you’re no fun,” she pouted as she leaned forward to give me an even better look at her tits. “Don’t you just want to play a little?” she whined. Her scent was a perfect mix of angel and devil. “Look sweetie,” I told her as I snuck a kiss right between her breasts. “I gotta get this done. You know that better than I do. Sorry, but for right now, I’m afraid you’re on your own.” She got up and playfully pouted as she walked back to my bed and got under the covers, and I returned to work. I was a paragraph away from being done when I heard my bed squeak a bit. I glanced over my shoulder and could see the blankets moving. A slight moan escaped and it became clear to me that she was now in my bed fingering herself.

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