We were true to our words. Brigitte opened the door rather coyly. She was hiding behind it. As we entered, the sight took my breath away. All she had ...n was a g-string, stockings and a suspender belt. Though why she bothered with the g-string was beyond me, it covered absolutely nothing. Her tits swung free as she closed the door behind us. We kissed each other. It was a lingering French kiss with our tongues mixing in mid-air. My hands reached for her tits as I stroked them in earnest. “This. Mike had the funny feeling that there was more here than met the eye. Angela seemed nervous about something, and Randy had darted out of the room as if he had been caught doing something pretty serious. And why had Randy been naked instead of wearing his pajamas? The boys didn't usually make it a habit to run around the house buck naked like that.Mike glanced around the room one more time and caught sight of what appeared to be a pair of pajamas lying on the floor. In fact, there were two pair. If she came alive so passionately on the dance floor, I can only imagine in my wildest dreams what she might be like in the bedroom.A couple of weeks later, it was announced there would be a big party when the classes came to an end. It would be a dress affair at a fairly posh hotel in the area. It would be a chance for all of us students to show off what we had learned in a more proper environment. There would be a real band playing music as well. Besides that, there would be good food and. . look at what the man is doing to me now."I began rubbing her little pot belly with one hand while sliding the other one slowly down to her crotch and began tickling her at the crease between the top of her thigh and her pussy.'Marilyn, do you remember what else I did to you that night?'"Yes. You put your mouth between my legs and kissed and licked me there."'No, not between your legs Marilyn, your cunt, right? Say it. Say cunt.'"Yessss... you kissed and licked... my... cunt... my cunt."'Your.