At night after every one else was asleep Sara and I would snuggle close spooning each other,we always slept in the nude, it felt so nice when I had my...arm around her cupping her nice little boobs with my hand as her soft creamy ass arched back rubbing against my pubic hair,I would altenate from massaging her breasts to stroking her long blonde hair with my left hand as my right rubbed and fingered her pussy,when I pulled my fingers out after massaging her for ten minutes or so I would lick her. “Yes – but – ” She looked at him with those beautiful big blue eyes again, “I might never be able to repay you.”“Don’t let’s worry about that – let’s just say it’s an old friend helping out an old friend.”When she took the check from him there were tears of joy in her eyes. But suddenly she came to life, ran over to the door, locked it and pulled the blinds on the window.“Lawrence,” she said, “When my husband died I swore I would never allow any other man to fuck me but I’m going to break that. Do you remember Don Philips? Of course you don't. You never went out with him. You agreed to go on the date and then offered me $100 to go to a movie with him. He couldn't keep his hands to himself. Why, he almost raped me in the theater. I couldn't even call home and have Dad come to get me since you were supposed to be at the mall. I had to walk the ten miles in the rain wearing those damned three inch heels that you wore on dates. And then you had the nerve to complain about the wear. Jordan..."And paradise was made so much better by Cammi. Her ass slammed repeatedly into my thighs as I fucked her standing doggy-style on our room's balcony. Her forearms were supporting her on the railing and she was on the tips of her toes. I ran my hand up slowly along her bare back and back down, feeling the softness of her sweaty skin. Our breathing was ragged and almost in sync. I have a habit of getting lost in the details during sex but hey, that's just how I do sex. I'm not some frat.