Whatever Alex had put on it had finished it off well. But there was no way it had just finished drying.Everyone was standing in front of our new couch... It was tan, made out of leather or vinyl. Not the black I probably would have picked out, but this color looked really good. It had dark green throw pillows at each end. There were easy chairs on both sides, covered in fabric, the same color as the pillows on the couch. End tables separated the couch from the chairs and there was a coffee table. They were large and round. The breasts met right in the middle of her chest creating a near perfect cleavage and combined with her age they still stood firmly above her chest as opposed to sagging into her armpits. The nipples were small but erect and although she was slightly tanned, the streetlight cast a golden shadow across her body that made her look like some kind of Amazon queen.My cock, now more swollen than I'd ever known it to be, started to dribble pre cum that was causing it to. Don't spit, swallow it all, swallow it all...' It took two gulps to swallow the whiskey and remnants of male semen I flew forward as my stomach rebelled and expelled the substance that filled my stomach. It seemed like I vomit for hours as my guts heaved and expelled all it's content. Once I had stopped I fell back to the bed as a flurry of movement went around me. Some was wiping my face with a very wet towel and others were around the bed dry gagging as they cleaned up my vomit. Again I lost. "I don't know," she admitted sadly. "I really don't know." I could give up the course," I suggested. "Move back here full time." What about your promotion?" It's not the most important thing. I can go back to what I was doing before or maybe look around for something better. Hell, if that idiot Richard Penrose could go it alone, I'm sure I could too."The suggestions were not that unrealistic. If my predictions about the outcome of my exams were accurate, it would be something I'd need to.