"There you are. Do you realize how late it is?" "Hey now, I was exhausted. Last night was...," I let the sentence dangle not having words to describe ...t. "Any rate, I'm just here for my clothes." "Your clothes?" both Desma and Kesha said raising an eye brow. "You think after last night you can just come over, grab your clothes and leave?" asked Desma stepping closer. "Uhm..." I almost said yes but the hungry look in her eyes told me that would be the wrong answer. She answered for me though.. She had to wear the most unflattering outfits in the cooking area with a hair net holding up her long straight blonde hair. It normally hung to just about the arch in her back. Even with the crummy outfit on, I was growing hard staring at her. She started laughing as she saw me gawking and people passing me up in line...I couldn't wait for later. As the rest of the guys headed up I stopped outside the caf's side door. I opened it and peaked in. I could see her. I whistled quietly to get. "Whew! Where did that come from?" I don't know, Sean, but would you do it again, please."He took her completely into his arms, and kissed her, as she wanted. Her response was enthusiastic, and prolonged. She placed one of his hands on her breast, and laid one of hers in his lap, near his groin. Near enough, to feel the heat of his erection, and the slight movement of his jeans, caused by its throbbing. Becky finally pulled back, a little."Start the car, Sean. It's too public here. We've got to. Of course it didn't help that my long, hard cock was rubbing against his stomach and leaking pre-cum, but "John" was fine with that. As i said earlier, he likes shemales and crossdressers, he likes the smooth, curvy bodies of females and the cock and balls of men, so he was in heaven, even stroking my cock at the same time and putting my pre--cum into his mouth.As I was bouncing on his cock, it pushing in against my sphincter and penetrating my anal cavity, "John" was kissing my chest, sucking.