Breathing deep we both stopped and looked at each other.Sweat glistened off our bodies, our faces were red and hair a mess no way we could hide this. ...n silence, Brett pulled his trousers up and replaced his shirt, kissed and left. I locked the door after him and looked in the mirror and smiled.“Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the newest member of the Mile High club,” I giggled silently, replacing my clothes. A quick face wash and I was walking back to club class.I daren’t look at anyone but I. I.. I mean.. You, ummm...." Oh, shut up, silly," she said with a smile. "You think you're the first person to cum in those today? Why do you think they were in the laundry in the first place? I came in here about an hour ago, while you two were rearranging the truck. Now, since I did kind of catch you unaware, I think I owe YOU an apology. Give me those!" She grabbed the panties from my hands, pulling them past my half-hard and still exposed cock, and stepped around in front of me.As I stared. They also hid the pleasure only revealed with a tightened mouth and a quick bit of panting as the voluptuous blonde waitress kneeling between his legs swallowed desperately his spurting seed, her eyes tearing from the pressure he exerted at the back of her mouth forcing his cock into her throat and preventing her breath. At last released from his hand, she gasped, lapped up the last of his spend oozing from his softening spear and returned it to its place inside his fine wool slacks, very. We kissed again.“You were, are and always will be more that good enough for me. I love you too” she said.She pushed me to bed, got over me and we kissed again. She was sitting over me and Her ass was grinding over my dick. She broke off and removed her t-shirt. She started to unbutton my shirt. It was really a great sight. Her black/blue bra, perfect waist. And her belly button was just making me crazy.I got my shirt off and started kissing her cleavage. I was pressing her boobs over her bra.