Cherie operates the house remote dimming some lights and turning others off. I gulp down half of my rather strong bourbon and not much coke. With the ...arly morning starts , long hours at work, and the half dozen bourbon and cokes I drift off to sleep on the couch.When I wake my jeans are around my ankles and Cherie's head is bobbing up and down the shaft of my hard cock. Her top is gone replaced by a white sheet as a toga. Her left tit is bare . Nipple hard . Her hand between her legs , rubbing. I had to stop a moment to catch my breath. Kissed her on the lips, lightly."Lovely, sweetie."Chloe smiled."There's more, but maybe I should stop here?" OK, Chloe."I heard Kathleen's disappointment. I cleared my throat and hoped I didn't sound the same."Chloe, tell us about Rob, OK?"Chloe smiled."I like him. I guess that's obvious, huh?"She paused."We were in the same Western Civ section last quarter. That's where we met. Kind of funny. I knew who he was, of course. It's a small section. One day. The camera. Pictures! Why I hadn't thought of it before, God only knows. Well, God or my prick. I hesitated, then grabbed it and ventured back.I had the camera raised before she heard me. Through the viewfinder I saw her look up - and the expression of dismay that filled her face. As I took the first one she cried out "No!". She twisted away as if to hide her face and then screamed, as her feet slipped and both blocks of wood flew away from the log. She was now supported on only the grip of her. She suddenly came down and put her lips on my lips and started sucking me very hard..she was sucking it so hard that It started giving me pain. And I kept squeezing her breast all this time. All this was happening like a an automated process. we did not speak a word but our action was speaking too much. She instructed me to remove my shit and vest and helped me to do the same. And I also unzip and unbuttoned her jeans. Now her panty was visible and white color panty was coming out from open.