I stripped out of my shirt, because her drink had spilled on it when we were leaving. She turned around and looked at me with a puzzled look."Are you ...aked?" Not yet," I replied.I shed my jeans next, tossing my clothes in the laundry basket before heading to the bedroom, only left in a small black g-string and a matching push-up bra, which made my tits look extravagant. Sasha made her way into the bedroom, pulling me towards her as we both fell to the bed, me on top of her. Grinning, I lowered. " Eh'? What problem?" Wayne is still in school and in at least some of my classes. He's still mad as heck at me and I still don't know what about." Is that the problem?" The problem is his anger is so intense it radiates from him and it's disruptive to everyone around him. This morning when I went into the hall for first class, he saw me and his reaction brought the whole class, including Darren, at the podium, to a standstill. The tension in the class skyrocketed and everyone was looking at. I got a breasty hug for my thoughtfulness. She could cook too, and we had some get-acquainted chat during the meal. Naomi wasn’t a bit shy and said she’d noticed me watching her go down the hall and that intrigued her because most guys tried to ignore anything they weren’t a part of. Her “girls” were her pride and joy although she was also proud of her ass and legs. My clear rapture over them was just what she wanted right then, more than another dick between her legs although that was part of. “Please make my wife your slut tonight Dale your always welcome here.” “I’ll join in later and we can make her our slut after while.” Dale I’m ready to be your total slut, she stood up finished taking off her clothes and it was starting again. He stripped while they kissed and his fingers went back to working her pussy. She stroked his cock and it started to become hard for her. You have the perfect cock for me, she knelt before him, took it into her mouth and down her throat. They eventually.