Vanessa opted to stay in bed since she didn’t have a lecture until the afternoon. And, I have to say, it was a wise move to try the breakfast there....It was fabulous—even better than the ones on campus. It very quickly became our regular place—not just for breakfast, but for lunch as well.That first morning we were served by a striking young woman—blonde-haired, blue-eyed and not lacking in the breast department. I fully expected to hear a certain voice telling me how she was just my type, but. The mood in the pub was warm, friendly and noisy. However, no matter how noisy or well lubricated, there was never any time when someone had to be brought home in a wheelbarrow as it used to happen, regularly, when the inn was called The Sherwin’s Falls Arms Hotel.Mélanie was under the counter, changing a keg, when she heard a customer order a ‘Mélanie’s melody’. She was surprised – the pub always carried a bottle or two of that in-house brandy but it was not a customer favourite. Most. As I hefted his cock and looked closer, it seemed about as big around as a roll of 50-cent pieces, and closer to 10". The hood covered a bright pink tapered head, which I knew would make it easier to swallow. I pulled back the foreskin and let it slide back over the head and a drop of pre-cum leaked out. I leaned in and kissed it away. I leaned in and kissed each of his balls while stroking his shaft, and as I worked my way back up the shaft, I tasted more pre-cum. I cleaned up the leaking mess. I heard some banging and the toilet seat being slammed down, it is a guys house after all, some more indistinguishable noises and then the toilet flush. A couple seconds later she came out smoothing down her dress that barely covered her ass. She looked at me and said, “What? I had to pee, alright? “ I looked at her she was obviously drunk wearing a black mini-dress stockings and a push up bra that lifted her tits almost out of the top of her dress. “What are you doing here and would you.