

I'm not sure what to say here so I'll just tell you a little about myself. My name is Jaymee, I'm 19 and I'm from a small town in the mid-west. My upbringing was way religious, like if you touch yourself you were going to go straight to hell. Thing is, the more they said not to do something, the more I wanted to do it. I can't explain it, that's just how it was.
When I left home and came to college I felt so stupid. I knew hardly anything about sex and the other girls in the dorm would talk about it constantly. The stuff they talked about made me feel left out and even more confused.
I took a job at the campus bookstore and that's where I met my first lover. He was older, in his late 40's, a visiting professor from another school. I had always heard that professors would take advantage of naive' college girls, and I started praying that those stories were true. I kind of followed him around like a lost puppy until he figured out what I wanted and took me back to his apartment. I told him I was a virgin and didn't know anything except what I'd heard the other girls talking about. He asked what they talked about and I told him. They talked about stuff like blow jobs, "tossing salad", cream pies, fisting, titty fucking, etc. He just laughed and started giving me a hands on sex education class right there.
Want to know what college really teaches a young lady? Give me a call and find out.
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