She was past the point of no return."Yes, suh," replied the negress.She quickly removed her clothing, setting them on a large cardboard box, and stood...before the man naked. She thought for a second and assumed the display position she'd been taught. Hands clasped behind her head, eyes downcast, chest out, legs spread."Fuck," he repeated himself. "I can't believe this is happening!"Tentatively at first he reached out to touch her. He ran his hand down her side and then back up again. Bolder, he. " Why are you going straight? You don't have time for coffee. Oh. I see.He's cute." He makes good coffee." They all make good coffee, you twat. It comes from a machine."Hease ignored Cherry. He smiled brightly at the coffee vendor, grabbingthe steaming cup that the vendor handed to him. "Thanks, Jess." He tappedhis Student U card on the reader.Cherry said, "I suppose you do have time for coffee. I had no idea theywere this prescient."Hease slid into his seat and opened his PAS just as class. Did it really happen as I remember or was it a dream?”“Maybe a bit of both” my wife replied, feeling a bit of relief, I imagine. “It was very late and we both had quite a bit to drink.’“You were more wet than I can ever remember.” I added. “I’ve NEVER seen you so WET!”“Yes” she replied, with a bit of tension in her voice, “You seemed to like that a lot. And you were harder than I ever remember.” She added, as if trying to deflect.“Yea, I do love it when you’re wet for me!” I added, still sure. “I’m a little out of practice kissing a woman.”“You can certainly practice on me!” She blushed, sneaking a kiss from him.The cameraman continued searching for the final couple, and his choice this time was Brad and Abby! Brad laughed and pointed when he saw them on the screen. He didn’t waste any time and practically climbed onto Abby mainly to hide her right tit that was in view.He took her face in his hands and gave her a good long kiss. She crossed her arms behind his head, returning his.