Mr Unaware Trample

Lesbian Girl Trample

Added 2024-12-19 17:27:55 +0000 UTC

This was another girl I met at the university dorms, and she had a relaxed vibe that made it easy to strike up a conversation. She often enjoyed smoking with her girlfriend, but neither of them had quite mastered the art of rolling their own. As a result, they would frequently call on me to assist with the task, and I actually like since they were always barefoot in their dorm, often lying together in bed with their beautiful soles playfully hanging over the edge that I could appreciate it while I rolled.

One afternoon, however, she found herself alone, her girlfriend having gone to visit her parents in another state. We settled into a cozy corner of the dorm, and after she took a few satisfying hits, the conversation flowed naturally, weaving through a tapestry of random topics—from our favorite movies to the quirks of college life.

At one point, I started poking fun at myself for being into unorthodox stuff like "trampling," joking about it in a lighthearted way. To my surprise, her eyes lit up with curiosity, she joked that it would be a great way to release some pent-up anger, but she warned that she might injure me, so I should probably think twice about giving her the opportunity. I laughed and told her she could go all out—there was no way she could hurt me with her weight. That's when the fun really began. Once she stood on me, I could tell she was a natural; she seemed completely at ease and didn't worry about me at all, which I loved. To top it off, she even jumped on my head. Now my mission was to convice her girlfriend to join up at anypoint.