Hi, Steve," she said.She had on a blue dress with white, lacy trim. It complemented her chocolaty dark skin. She looked like a black Betty Crocker, or...maybe it was a young, hot Aunt Jemima."What's the occasion?" I asked, and moved behind her, pulling out her hips and holding them firm. I shoved my crotch into her and bent over to kiss her neck. She laid down the knife."Can't a wife cook for her man?" she said. Her smile broadened, and she turned her cheek to me. I gave her a big one under her. "I need to get home before my mom and dad kill me. I have a couple of finals, today that I might want to study for."She got dressed and left. I had planned on going back to sleep, but some furry butt was awake and demanded to be let out of his crate.As I walked up to the school I saw Mitch come marching towards me. He had bad news radiating from him. He must have figured out Peggy was with me last night, so I put my hands up to slow him down."We just talked," I told him.Mitch took a swing at. He asked if I had a boyfriend, yet. I told him, “No,” and he replied in the same vein when I returned the question.“In that case,” David said, “let’s go upstairs to your room this time and get fucking.”We went to my room where we both got undressed and I lay down on my bed, spread-eagled. David climbed on to the bed with me and beginning to suck on my tits and finger my pussy, getting me very, very wet and aching for his hard cock.He stopped just long enough to put on a condom and went back to. I’ve got the heat from her pussy burning a hole in my hand. I raise my cupped hand to my nose, it’s like thrusting my face into her crotch. The smell from her knickers is so intense. She’s clearly soaking wet. The knickers certainly were.I put them down to finish my food. The waitress comes over, clears the table. Takes the knickers! Shit! they were expensive!! Waitress returns carrying dessert menus, blushing to the root of her hair. She can’t be much more than eighteen, stammering, not.