It was after eleven o’clock.“Hello?”“Aidan, it’s Sam. Just want to tell you I arrived safely and I’m home with my folks.”“Good,” he ...aid. “What time is it there?”“Half after three!” she laughed. “Imagine, travelling for ten hours and getting here early afternoon!”“So, all you’ve got to do now is to stay awake,” he said, laughing in his turn.“Some hopes,” she giggled. Then she sounded serious. “I miss you.”“Same here,” he replied. “It seems odd talking to you as if you’re in the next room, yet. However, never had any of those boys ever driven her so hard, so high before. She felt like a tightly strung harp cord: tense, yet ready to make beautiful music with just the right touch. And Dev’s touch was the right touch, regardless of his lack of skill or age. He could make her body sing. “And now it’s your turn,” she whispered, pushing him back down into the chair. It rocked back once before she stopped it when she kneeled before him, just as he had done for her. With a few, quick. She made a slight nod with a smirky grin to go along with it. I knew that meant dump everything I had in her mouth and she would take care of it. She removed her hand from stroking my cock therefore giving me sbsolute control. I leaned back against the wall and started fucking her mouth just like I do when fucking her tight pussy. I would send a series of jabs towards the back of her throat and then make a few deep visits and back to the jabs and so forth. While doing this I was moving her head. Your hands are loving, not harsh and rough like the hands earlier. You tell me to lean back, and I do so, resting the back of my head on your chest as the water closes in on my body. Your hands continue on my breasts, now barely poking through the water. I feel one of your hands move down my tummy and take over where my hands were on my pussy. You insert one, then two of your fingers in me, and immediately find the right spot. I moan loudly and roll my head back on you. I open my eyes.