" "Well how does spaghetti sound?" “I love spaghetti! It’s my favorite! That’s perfect, Professor.” She said smiling broadly. "Okay but one c...ndition. No more 'Professor' tonight. My name is Sam. Deal?" "Deal...Sam," She said with a big smile. Professor Diederich and Chelsea went into the kitchen to get dinner started. "Is there anything you want me to do, Sam?" she asked. "No, you just sit there and look pretty and keep me company. I'm going to make you some of my world famous home-made. Although we were both acutely aware of our need we weren’t driven by quite the same desperate urgency we had been when we first arrived and savoured the growing pressure that built as we continued kissing and caressing each other. But in time even those pleasures paled by comparison with the thought of what others lay in store and I broke from her encircling arms, took her hand and led her to the bed-room. The bed was as we’d left it, the covers thrown off and the sheets tangled but we gave it. The two women sat down on either side of me, cozying up with their soft bodies. Tracy teasingly stroked my chest. Ria dropped her hand to my thigh and squeezed: "Welcome to Hooters, handsome. Can we get you started with something?" "I dunno, what do you recommend?" I laughed. "Well, that depends on whether you want something spicy..." Ria began-- "Or sweet," Tracy finished. I smiled, my eyes ricocheting back and forth from one woman to the other. "What if I want both?" "Ooh, so you want. Wouldn't you like that?" Miss K said between licks.When Elaine mewed in the affirmative, Miss K pulled Elaine's plain white panties off her ass, down her legs and off her feet. "Hey Trace!" Miss K said as she parted Elaine's inky black pubic hair with her fingers."Yeah." You know how I like to finger you, right?" Yeah. What do you want me to do?" I want you to finger her like that while I suck on her pussy. Could you do that for me?" Sure," Tracy said as she slipped two fingers inside of.