"Yum, that does sound good. I'd like to order some Irish coffee."Jennifer winked at him and with an Irish accent asked, "Laddy, are you ordering the w...iskey-laden coffee so you can have you way later?"John laughed, "You know I'm going to have my way with you darling, regardless of the spiked coffee."They changed into comfortable clothing, turned on the television and awaited the delivery of their supper. Soon there was a knock on the door, and when John looked through the peek-hole there stood. I have told you guys in one of my previous stories how I got to have sex with one of my school teacher Surekha madam. Those who haven’t read it please read the story named “Fucking Surekha madam” you will enjoy it. Now for the new readers let me introduce myself first, I am a 25 years old Gujarati guy, currently living and working in Ahmedabad. This incident happened when I was in my final year of engineering.I came home for my reading vacation for 2 weeks. Now, let us tell you a bit more about. I could smell her cunt as soon as I walked into the kitchen. The guys were sitting at the table, waiting for coffee. As Debbie moved around I saw that they got glimpses of her panties from the sides and front. Her tits jiggled obviously inside my shirt. My didk snapped hard, and I could just imagine what she was doing to my buddies. I finally took my eyes off her body and noticed a glob of my cum just below the left corner of her mouth. I almost came. Fuck, she looked sexy!Debbie served. Jerome was an exchange student from the islands. His golden-brown skin and his lilting accent enchanted her. He was also a very capable lover, practiced in all the things that would make any woman weak with desire.She asked once, as they lay relaxing on the futon in her rooms at school, how he had become such a skilled lover. “There are not many ways to make a living back home,“ he said. “But cruise ships would dock and many unaccompanied women would debark looking for… excitement.”He went on.