“Oh.” Kara said. She screwed her pretty face up in thought - clearly thrown by my lack of concern.I knew what it had to look like from her perspec...ive; Emily was wearing a rumpled dress that looked very out of place in the light of the day. To anyone seeing her exiting a house not her own, the logical assumption would be that the person in question had spent the night. The thing Kara was wrestling with though was that Emily had been exiting her own house.“Is - is mom home?” Kara asked, trying. Her black high heels really accentuated her gorgeous long legs and I'm sure I kept getting glimpses of white knickers as she walked towards me for a deep kiss and a big hug. This was how I imagined her in our fantasy. As I hugged her, lifting her off her feet, her skirt hitched up over her backside. A couple sitting opposite certainly got a good eyeful as I turned her around with her back facing in their direction. Looking towards them I noticed them staring and realised what I’d done. Catching. His superstitious mind couldn't account for this much good happening without something bad being there to counterbalance it.She was leaving in the morning. That was bad. He looked at the clock. It was two-fifteen.He decided that if he only had six or seven hours left with her, he was going to make it count. He hopped to the light switch, and then to the bed in the dark. He rolled her over, thinking she'd wake up. She didn't. He pulled the covers down and rolled her back. She moaned in her. “Please, don’t move. I don’t want to cum yet Ash.” I warned.She smiled down at me, then lowered her entire body on mine, her lips again only inches from mine.“Don’t move, just kiss me sweetheart.” she urged.For the next five minutes or so, I did just that. Our mouths were pressed together, our tongues were dancing as I enjoyed the sensation of her hot, wet pussy around my cock. I could tell by her breathing that she was once again possibly building up to another orgasm. I broke our kiss and.