She needs to sleep

After a minute, your wilting manhood slips from Amanda's relaxed pussy, and you roll off her back. You remove the condom and toss it toward the waste basket in the room. You miss!

She rolls on her back next to you and stretches, which makes her lovely orbs wobble delightfully on her chest. You put your arm around her and kiss her passionately on the lips. She kisses you back, but breaks the kiss after a few seconds. "I really need to sleep, and we aren't allowed to stay in a guest's room. Thank you so much for the great sex. I'll be able to sleep very well, even with the Red Bull."

She gets up and starts getting dressed. You watch from the bed. She continues, "If you are feeling lonely and needing a little exercise, call me up." She goes to your desk, opens the drawer and pulls out a pen and paper. "This is my dorm phone number. You'll either get me or one of my roommates. Or just find me on duty."

"I'm certainly going to call you or find you sometime in the next two weeks. You're great."

She comes to the bed, leans down, and kisses you hard on the lips. Her tongue plays briefly with your lips before she breaks and straightens up. "Later, John!" She steps out the door, waving just as she closes it.