I don't know why I said that. I hadn't planned on it.I caught up to them as they were getting her into a bedroom. They tried to lie to me that they we...en't up to anything. I felt the need to be in the room too. I told them the truth about what I said to the other girl and warned it wouldn't look good for me to be caught going back now or staying out in the hallway. Besides, I want to watch to make sure nothing too bad happens. Now lets gently get her clothes off without wrecking them.I know it. The tuft of dark hair at the joining of her thighs didn't do much to cover anything. She came forward to straddle his knees, and as her thighs opened he looked directly at her cunt."I think you still like me," she said."Can't you tell?" Yes I think so."Then she sat down on his cock. She used a hand to get him inside, and then she pushed down and the warm glove of her vagina gripped his penis."Charlie sweet..." Keep moving." I'm never going to stop."At the end he closed his eyes and he just let. I knew what would come next, and I was hopelessly excited.We didn't get together again for two weeks when he was out of town for a business meeting. The thing was, two weeks felt like two months. I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. I wanted to know how it felt to have that hard shaft filling my virgin pussy instead of a banana. Yet, for those two weeks, the banana had to do.Perhaps he could see that I was overly eager the next time we were together. We played guitar for the first hour, then took. She had become all too accustomed to patching his wounds and ensuring that he would heal properly and fully. She was thankful for the months of training she had to endure for this very task. And as if it were a pattern, he stumbled to the bed and stood, wavering. She let the sides of the tent down and watched as he crumpled to his knees, then to the bed. Quietly, she moved to his side and began to pull away his torn clothing. Each piece was tossed aside, knowing that it would have to be cleaned.