The following day.
Debra and Cecile woke up late and went to the kitchen, nursing their hangover.
"What happened last night?" Debra asked her companion.
Cecile grinned. "You don't remember a thing about what happened last night?"
Debra looked heavenward. "I remember, of course! Peter and I were having sex in your bedroom, but I don't remember what happened after that! What time he left last night?"
"He left after midnight," Cecile replied, sipping her coffee.
"Ah, okay," Debra smiled after remembering how hot Peter is. And how good he is in bed.
Cecile studied her face. "Do you like him?" she asked.
Debra looked at her and smiled. "I love the way he fuck me! So good!" she giggled without blushing.
Cecile grinned. "Do you still want to hook up with him again?"
Debra laughed. "Of course! I would love to! He's a man whore! I like his style!"
