Emma gave another round of panicked knocks on the door; no such luck though. She turned to him as he walked towards her.“Uh, hi Mr. Lehrmann. Yes, i...’s me, Emma,” she said. I could see through the peep hole that she was blazing red in the face. Her hands were doing little to cover up the enormous amount of flesh she had showing.“What ... why are you out here naked?” he asked, pronouncing “naked” as “neck-ed”.“Um, I, um,” she said, stammering to come up with something plausible. Presumably, she. By the time I was done with Kyla most of the boys and girls had gone outside except for Derek. He was standing just inside the little game room watching me kiss the girls.The girls were jazzed and they grabbed Derek and shoved him at me. In one fluid motion I dipped him and put my mouth over his, while squeezing his butt. He actually opened his mouth and our tongues touched but I thought he was trying to protest. I must've been wrong.I stood Derek upright and he blushed bright red. The girls. I could feel her small breasts and her hardening nipples against my chest. She put her hand down to pull my cock between her legs. I could feel the wet warmness of her. She smelt nice and I knew that she had washed again before being put into uniform.She turned round to face me not for a second letting go of my cock. Her lips touched mine softly, and I let my hand wander down her warm belly and my fingers found her warm wet vagina lips. I gently probed her pussy. She pulled my hand away and. I smiled at that thought. I could fanaticize about being accompanied by beautiful Cecelia as I spent the rest of my life being responsible for her.New York was New York. I had been there several times in the past but tried to make my visits short. I had always found it chaotic, noisy and dirty. So now it was to be my home, at least for a while. I breezed through customs and immigration and soon I was in a cab headed for the Trump Parc. I had the cab drop me on 5th Avenue, for some needed.