She didn't join me in the shower. I was a little bit relieved, and a little bit disappointed. I was completely worn out, but it would have been a nice...morning if we could have just stood together in the shower.As if we would be able to do just that, I reminded myself. If she had shown up, I knew I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands to myself, good intentions or not.The shower refreshed me. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked back into the bedroom. Kayla was still in bed, and she. I decided to see just how serious she was about the idea. “Michelle, do you really want to be a chef in a kitchen ?”, I asked. “Honestly, I want to be a chef in my own small restaurant.”, she replied. “Ok then, move in with me. You don’t have to work and you can go to culinary school full time.”, I suggested. “Are you fucking serious ?”, Michelle asked. “I wouldn’t ask if I were not serious……. I make great money. Move in with me, give up the apartment and go to school. Do your work on the side. Ten-minutes passed until Monica took my dick from her mouth and asked me and Danny to swap positions. As fantastic as it'd been getting my dick sucked, I was more than happy to go round to the other end of Monica at her out-thrust bottom. Her buttocks were smooth and firm looking, and her puckered anus lay between them. Under that tight rear-hole was her cunt, wet and inviting looking, it's pink lips glistening with juice. I slid my prick into that tight cunt and began humping Monica hard.. When I bottom out on him, I can feel him stretch my cervix. Resting on his lap I catch my breath. Then I lean into kiss him, resting my mounds on his firm chest. Sitting on his lap I can feel my pussy stretching, pulling. It hurts, but still feels good as he throbs inside me. I start to flex my klegals, tightening the muscles in my cunt, as I start to ride him. He pushes me back, so that I my hips are forward and my back arches away from him. Not only does this leave my tits exposed for him to.