As I did, my erect penis stood straight out. Emily smiled and crouched down, running a finger along my dick; she then kissed my head and slid my penis...into her mouth. She started licking and sucking slowly, but then started to pick up the pace. "Oh Emily...that feels great!" I say as I lean back against the counter. She picks up the pace, fitting almost all my penis into her mouth. "Emily, I'm going to cum," I continue after a bit. I knew I wasn't going to last long, as I felt pressure building. But he didn't.Finally, she said, "I told him I want it," and he needed to climb on me and "put it in." Again, he kept inserting fingers, which by now, had her grinding her hips and craving his cock. She always loved being finger fucked. LOVED IT!!She asked again and again for him to "Put it in!!." But, he made no move. Finally, she said, he told her he wanted her to do him a favor. He said he had told his roommate about her body and how gorgoeus it is. He told his roomamate what a fantastic. It was all spontaneous from my side. It was not like I was planning to do anything.Then seeing that she wasn’t objecting I started playing on the bare skin around her collarbone with my fingers. She clutched my right palm with her other hand. I thought that was the green signal. We were fiddling around with our fingers. She was playing with her fingers around mine and I was caressing my left fingers on her neck and collarbone. I could almost visualize the tent in my jeans.I decided to take. Night terrors they’re called now. Horrifying dreams so intense, they consume a person as they sleep and terrify those that hear the moans and screams forced from their sleeping lips. They didn’t happen every night she stayed with us, but they occurred often, sometimes several times a night. Somehow, in the two years following my Grandfather’s death, it became my job to wake her from these night terrors. I don’t remember how or why the task fell on me, it just did. It was never a pleasant.