I alternated hot and cold water until I felt more alive then scrubbed off the sweat. Fifteen minutes later I was back in the kitchen sitting down to a...full breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, and a really huge glass of orange juice. I made the bus with seconds to spare and stared out the window all the way to school. The images I had seen just kept running through my mind. I really needed to talk to Bob. As soon as I got to school I went to the office and had a note put in his box. The morning. ..the slapping of my body up against you....your sopping wet hole as my throbbing cock pistons in and out....I'm slowly forgetting about pleasing you and only thinking about my pleasure.......that fine ass in my hand.....those bouncing fucking tits......the bottom lip between your teeth as you take my hard thrusts signalling you like it and want more.....I'm just about to cum......but where am I going to put it......as I thrust into you I glance at those beautiful, bouncing boobs......"Fuck. She invited Alfred to stay at the Garibaldi apartment, there being several spare bedrooms, and frequent absences of both Armand and Chloe on political business.The second night of his stay I was awakened by orgiastic howls of pleasure as Chloe introduced young Alfred to a subject not part of the Sorbonne syllabus.Mimi had taken to art as a duck to water. After that first portrait in charcoal, she progressed to making pen and pencil sketches of Chloe and Jean-Woodrow. She soon moved on to paint. She hopped up onto the kitchen cabinet next to the sink and opened her legs as I moved in close between them, slowly lifting the hem of the yellow sundress and baring her luscious thighs to my excited gaze. I checked out her hairy black bush almost drooling and then became a lust-crazed animal, pulling her thighs farther apart as she started undoing my slacks. My damn cock was as hard as a baseball bat as she slid my zipper down quickly.As I continued to stare at the black fur adorning her.