They planned to little tits go out for dinner later; as it was still early, they pottered little tits around for a while, reading the newspaper little tits and chatting like a contented married couple.
Susan was a tall willowy brunette with a healthy glow to her; she looked little tits almost unnaturally healthy and fit all the time.
She also came from a wealthy back-ground and Simon and little tits she had seemed little tits to gravitate towards each other.
They had so much more in common; most of the other men at the college were somehow in awe of Susan.
They looked but would not touch – mores the pity because there were one or two she would have liked to go out with or stayed in with.
She had been at the college for nearly a year little tits with only Simon to go out little tits with and she was beginning to wonder about him; perhaps he wasn that keen on girls anyway.
She hadn fucked in all that time.
Susan wanted sex and if she didn get it tonight she promised herself she would just go and take it wherever she could!
She had dressed casually in tight jeans and a loose T-shirt.
Now she wished she had made more of an effort.
A short skirt and no panties and he could have been feasting his eyes at this moment.
Susan lay little tits back on the armchair and opened her legs, but it didn have the same impact as an open, wet, juicy, dark hairy cunt!
And my but she was juicy little tits – exercise always made her feel horny.
"Lets go out; Im bored." She said.
"I think Ill change. Won be a minute." She soon returned with a short skirt replacing her jeans.
She looked stunning; legs, legs and more legs little tits.
They started with dinner and then went on to the only night-club/disco in town.
It was little tits always crowded on a Friday and they were lucky to get in.
The bouncers knew who Susans father was, so let them come to the front of the line and even got them a table near the dance little tits floor.
They were soon joined by friends from the college who were only too pleased little tits to drink Simons champagne and to try and get off with his girl friend.
The drink flowed until Susan got up and pulled Simon on to the dance little tits floor.
He was a terrible dancer, like an uncoordinated version of Mick Jagger on speed.
Susan remembered being told that little tits if you could dance, you little tits could fuck.
Not much hope tonight then.
But the music suddenly slowed and the lights went dim.
By now the dance floor was packed.