Oh, it's not what you think. No garter belts or lingerie, none of that. He puts me in the most tasteful clothes, something different each time. Very c...ic. Very expensive. Afterwards he takes them from me and destroys them." "He thinks that little of you?" She smiled, resting her head on his chest against a bounding heart. "No - he thinks that much of me. Each time, I'm what he wants me to be. Each time is special. And after, it's gone forever. Me, the place, the time, the dress - it's his. As we kissed she was slowly inching her way closer to me, she was finally close enough that I could just feel the hair of her bush brushing up against the bottom of my shaft and it was driving me crazy. She began kissing my cheek again towards my ear, she then started kissing down my neck towards my shoulder and it was making me more crazy. She then whispered "Touch me" again, only this time it was barely audible. I, again, ran my hands around and under her shirt, only this time I pushed her. She still had her clothes on. "So do you like my blouse?" she asked."Are you kidding? You tits were driving me crazy all night," Jerome answered. He reached up and began to unbutton the blouse. "Now I want to see them in the flesh," he laughed. When he had the blouse opened, he pushed it aside and bared her large tits. "Gorgeous," he gasped as he lifted one large orb to his lips."Mmmmm," Sandra moaned as she held his head to her now heaving chest. She let him suck one nipple before pulling it. This is where Jenni has gotten off to.Donna thought it would be fun to barge in and surprise me. But when she opened the door and stepped in, she didn't see what she was expecting.Instead of seeing me in some sort of sexual escapade, she saw the lovely Debby, who we had met earlier.Debby was topless, a pair of beautiful, large, firm breasts showing, and was on her knees in front of a sofa. In her mouth was a rock-hard cock belonging to Jim, the good-looking black frat guy.Sitting next to Jim.