Sweet Isabel walked in
to the party with a delicate air and she entered his life like a breath of
spring, enlivening him and her sweet refreshing presence altered everything in
his world for ever.
Heads turned to watch
the maiden, a vision of pulchritude, as she moved like liquid lust, but she had
eyes for him and him alone.
She was lithe limbed,
gracile and coquettish in the extreme and had but one desire which was to win
his heart and soul because Isabel was hopelessly in love with him.
But until that day she
had been invisible to him, just another college girl on campus, but for her he
was her universe and every night he was in her head as her fingers were in her.
That day she was not
invisible, that day he could see her and his balls ached for her, but he wasn’t
going to get her, not that day.
She didn’t want to be
just another conquest for a college boy, she wanted him but she would deny
herself the pleasure of him until he wanted her more.
Dressed as she was in
a figure hugging dress which left nothing to the imagination, she would win his
love with his lust.
She had his attention
now and with him hooked she would lead him like a bull by the nose until she
was certain she had his heart, his soul and his love as certain sure as she could have
had his cock right there and then.
Only when he professed
his love to her and she was sure of his sincerity would she surrender her
virginity to him.
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