Some of the best years of my old life were spent right here on this campus. XXX I squeeze and grope as hard as I please, her feelings meaning nothing. But they’re so squishy, overflowing around my fingers as I grab roughly. I adjust the drawstring backpack on my shoulders. She’s perfectly shaven under her arms, smooth and well-maintained. With my hood up as well, I walk around the campus anonymously. There’s also a nice view down the hall from here. She has a feminine musk, erotic but tinged with a sour, sweaty pungency. Over a year ago, I was different. Even getting violated like this, her body is practically begging for it.
