As you sit, you see a short, petite brunette walk in to the class. She is just a vision of beauty. If she clears five feet tall, you'd be shocked, and she's incredibly slim, showing off a tight body with equally tight clothing - a figure-hugging spaghetti strap black top and a short white miniskirt that hangs low on her short frame. Despite having maybe an A or cup or perhaps a B cup, she has a lot of cleavage in her tight top, and you can tell you'd be in for quite a show if she were standing in front of you, and you had the chance to look down her top.
But her beauty is the most striking. She is tanned, her long straight hair hanging down past her shoulders, and a very sexy, tiny mouth, emblazoned with sparkly pink lip gloss that makes her lips beg to be kissed.
You suddenly note that in all your years, you never did fuck a little tiny girl like this, mostly opting for bigger busted girls who are generally much taller. You get visions of how she'd be dwarfed by your massive cock, and you suddenly begin to sprout a stiffy.
She sits two rows away from you, and you are pretty sure she made no acknowledgment of your presence. She kind of strikes you as a bitchy, preppy type anyway. But you resign yourself to coming up with a way to get to know this tasty treat a bit better throughout class. |