" She said, and flashed one of those hot smiles.Later in the day I bumped into her in the kitchenette. Literally. I went through the door, moved towar...d the coffee jug, and she stopped suddenly in front of me. Before I could stop I was close up against her, my groin pressing against the hot round cheeks of her bottom through the tight, short skirt. My hands, without thinking, went to her hips.I stepped back quickly. "I'm so sorry!" I gasped.She turned, looking me in the eye, "It wasn't THAT bad. "Up next we have the dazzling Chloe."The lights dimmed, and whistles and cat calls filled the air. A lone spotlight singled in on the black curtain as the music began to play. It had a mysterious, penetrating beat. It was not "typical". Chloe emerged from behind the curtain and she too was not typical by any means. Her long wavy brown hair was reminiscent of burlesque, her face painted only with red lipstick and a hint of blush. Her body had beautiful curves. She was by no means cut from the. "I'm sure you have, but all that is Rosco's worry. If someone steals your identity they sure as hell won't have long to use it, now will they? You've got your own things to worry about. Let Rosco handle the bills."Now, help me get the groceries in and these guys will take care of everything else while I'm taking care of your lunch."There's nothing I like better than a woman who can plan ahead. I listened closely to everything she mentioned for the next few minutes and then tried to do exactly. A gush of cum flooded from the tip of his cock. It was followed by more and more of the creamy stuff. Chris could feel his hot cum coating her tits and flowing around his distended cock.Chris opened his eyes. There was no history-girl in front of him though, just his darkened dorm room. He'd had a wet dream. "Oh shit," moaned Chris. The soft skin of his titty fuck was actually his bed sheets, and now they were soaked with cum. Chris sighed, the product of his wet dreams was nothing to ignore..