As I popped in the kitchen, Scott stood in just a little pair of jockey underwear clearly showing his penis out line. I froze until he asked me if I h...d trouble sleeping. I told him no, that I always come down to get a drink of water before bed. We made small talk while I got my water and I noticed that both of us were stealing glances of the others under garments. His penis was getting hard and huge. As we finished our small talk and I headed upstairs I could not believe we had actually seen. Throwing a dressing gown around her, she walks into the kitchen. Why her head felt like it had been hit with a hammer was no mystery, counting the empty bottles of wine on the table it was obvious. The rattling of the pots and pans by Bridget made her eyes blink in time with every metallic bang."Oh good you are up I've made breakfast" Bridget says with a smile"You're up early hun it's not even seven yet" Bern replies as she swallows down two headache tablets"I've been up for a while. I can't. "You are big for a white guy," she said as she put the sheet back down. "You poor baby."I watched her walk to the door. She turned the lock and came back to my side. She pulled the sheet down to my knees and looked at my hugely swollen cock with a lusty grin. "Since you are awake now I will do something for you," she said as she smiled at me.Her fingernail traced along the length of my shaft from the tip to the base. It jumped in response, making her giggle. She wrapped her hand around it. The. God, what the hell was I doing falling for my professor. I heard a knock at the door. “It's open,” I called. In walked my friend Alexander, who also crushed on Kennick until we discovered the poet didn't bat on his team. “Come on child, we're gonna be late.” “Calm your tits, it takes five minutes to get from one end of campus to the other,” I told him as I picked up my back pack and keys. “I don't like being late,” he said. “Talking to an army brat. I know the lecture, okay?” “Shouldn't you be.