I wanted him to watch me shoot my load on my chest. I wanted to lock eyes with him and feel his warm cum rain down upon me. I wanted him to grab one o...f his dirty towels and use it to wipe me off. I wanted him to pull his boxers up over his now-softening cock and climb back into bed. I wanted him to give me the kind of smile that meant ‘let’s do this again’ before we both drifted off to sl**p. On several mornings, I would get up, only to realize that part of me had already risen. Brandon was. I didn't know which bedroom Jordan had taken but there were only two. My first guess was right. Danielle wasn't as much of an exhibitionist as Jordan and must have taken the back bedroom, the one furthest from the front door. Jordan was lying in her bed, wrapped up to her chin in her blankets, and watching me with droopy eyes.I moved close and sat on the floor next to her bed, so she could see me without having to move.She smiled and I was glad to see that at least. "Apparently being a former. This prompted Cindy to start kissing him even more passionately than before, her tongue anxiously probing his mouth. By the time I turned and entered the kitchen her dress completely was open. I leisurely prepared the drinks, giving Cindy sufficient time to properly arouse Mike. Even so, I was only out of the room for perhaps five minutes. As I came back in the living room with the drinks I saw that Cindys dress, bra, and panties were crumpled on the floor and my naked wife was on her knees. She heard her phone ring and saw the time."Holy shit! We are late for class!" she was so worked up from my tongue licking all over her cute little pink nipples but couldn't be late for class again. "We have to finish this later," she gave me a deep tongue kiss, threw her shirt on and got in her car then left. I was kind of stunned at what happened, but very excited for what was to come. I got to class and everyone was there, I sat by my friend Mark who was sitting infront of his girlfriend.