With a lot of help, I produced a beef bourguignon with a Caesar salad. I had a good stock of nice wine, and everyone had voted to pass on a normal des...sert.The dessert we did enjoy turned out to be either slick cock or drippy pussy, depending on your point of view. I munched away on Sarah's sweet pussy for a half-hour and next to me Todd honed his cunnilingus skills on Penny. Our taste sensations were very appreciative and very orgasmic. By the time we stopped I was harder than granite, and made. I want to fix up that old Mustang of yours. It's a classic. A '67 Mustang was what I used to drive in high school." I know," Angel grinned, "I remember. You bought it just before I took off." How did you manage to find one that was still running?" Frank asked, dead serious."I think I just got lucky," Angel smiled as she sipped her coffee, "I found it for sale near Chicago and I realized when I saw that car that fate was on my side and I was going to make it back here."Frank grinned, "I want to. He watched my every move as I gently pulled and gathered my breasts,settling them into the cups.The molded padded cups squeezed my breastsinto the shape that the bra demanded, a perfect shapely female bosom, thehidden pads inside pushing and thrusting them up to be displayed proudly,the very tops of my nipples a barely dicernable shadow underneath thelace.I put a finger under one of the shoulder straps, and gently slid it up abit further, letting it settle into a more comfortable position."And. I asked the girls whether they wanted to skip the week that final exams were given, but they didn’t want to give up the time with me. While impressed I urged them to think about the bigger picture. It turns out they were way ahead of me.What we settled on for final exams week was that they would live with me for the nights of exam week and go into the university with me each day for their tests or to study. Things worked out well, although we skipped working at Robotix that week. We didn’t.