Yeah I guess I can do that," replied Jack, looking a little uncomfortable."Great, let's go to the Coffee House."Denise chose the Coffee House mainly b...ecause not many students went there. In spite of the name, the coffee served was only marginal at best, the menu limited and the service questionable. The food was good, but a bit overpriced as well. However, for privacy, there were few better restaurants. If they could get a booth, Jack and Denise were unlikely to be disturbed for quite some. Meredith means a lot to me." That was the unbridled truth. You don't exactly contemplate marrying somebody without first ascertaining if you really feel for them what you think you do. At least, I don't. "Maybe all my government branches are telling me faulty things, but I still have one thing you don't. I'm Meredith's boyfriend, and she is my girlfriend. I'm in the relationship, and you're not." I sighed. Thinking about her—the love of my life, my very own angel—thinking about her had blunted. Again I ground against her before I set in on a rhythm of pushing and pulling my cock in and out of her exquisite wetnes at a relaxed pace. Periodically I disrupted the rhythm with a staccato of rapid ramrod action until on the third or fourth such rapid thrusting another more powerful orgasm carried her into her own frenetic involuntary quivering. We subsided to a quiet catching of breath, me stacked on her with my cock still inside throbbing from being so close to the brink of spewing. Even. . and lots of guys will do that if they think there’s a chance for a blowjob at the end of the night, but with you I can tell it’s just the way you *are* , you’re kind of like a girl that way. And . . . if I’m being honest, it’s kind of fucking hot.”You laugh in spite of yourself. “It *is* ?”“Ohhhh yeah. It also makes me wonder how far I could take this with you . . . which, is why I went down on you during the movie and made you swallow it. That’s not something I would *normally* do with a.