Hank was professionally dressed for a presentation in a dark pinstripe suit, contrasting striped shirt and a print tie. One would have to be very near...Hank to see that his tie was tastefully printed with tiny cartoon characters. A pair of black wing-tip shoes completed his costume. One of the nude women carried a small brief case containing Hank's notes and a memory stick.The five people walked across the deserted banquet room floor and up on the stage. The woman with the briefcase walked to. I had to give him credit though, apart from the champ, his ability to adapt his fighting style from his other bouts, to fighting me was impressive.I looked up to my parents as I was awarded the bout, they had given up standing and clapping or cheering when I won, I think by now they expected me to win it all, no pressure then.“Excuse me!” I turned back around, another older man, who I took to be another instructor, was standing there. “I have never seen a younger student as good as you, you. But I think that won’t be enough. Wait let me see.She checked on zomanto and found out that some restaurants are open in the Christmas day. She called and ordered food, and paid for it.Then we moved to the dining table, both nude and reached for the Christmas cake. I was hard, and she was giggling at my dick. She wanted it again.Me: time for a wardrobe adventure.I dragged her in one hand and my other hand was holding the cake. I pulled her to the wardrobe, opened it and lifted her made her on. He had fallen asleep on top of the sheets, completely nude.Jen was looking at Ralph's cock. She seemed mesmerized. Even soft, it was huge. It was like a pylon, long and thick.Jen saw me looking at her in the mirror. She turned over to face me. We didn't speak for a long time, we just looked into each other's faces. Last night had turned our fantasies into reality, and now we had to deal with the consequences. Jen started by saying, "I'm sorry, it got out of control last night." I know," I said..