Hungover Morning Sex with a Mysterious Girl: A Tale of Unforgettable Night Master of the Universe Part One: Day of the Hunter I woke up hungover. At least the girl lying next to me didn't way 300 pounds this time. She was still asleep, so I had some time to try and piece her identity back together. I whipped the sheets of the bed. The slam was lying face down and had a great ass. Her legs looked pretty toned. Maybe she was on the track team. Dreamy tits spread out under her weight to the side. They looked nice, too. She had black curly hair and kind of olive skin, but not the kind that like the Arabs have, more like she was Spanish. Pretty hot, I just wished I could remember fucking her. I did have serious morning wood, though. And what kind of Tau Kappa Pi chapter president would I be if I didn't take advantage of a golden situation. I straddled her thighs and took a look at that ass. It really was pretty nice. Round and hear-shaped, the kind you have to stare at when it walks by in shorts like the chick really wants to get fucked hard. I pulled her hips up to mine and pushed my cock into her trim pussy. I got a few thrusts in before the motion woke her up “What the fuck are you doing?” she said, and tried to turn around. She did have nice tits, not huge, but nice. Way to go, Mark. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her face back down into the bed. “Shut up, whore. …but everything was about to change
