"Now, both your parents work on Monday? What time are they gone?" she continued."They leave before eight," I informed her."Good, Then I will see you a...ound nine. Make sure the garage is open," she responded before the line went dead.I was out of bed and redressed in the blink of an eye. I then began the task of making my room presentable to visitors. As I worked I thought about Valerie and it seemed to quicken my pace. Sunday seemed to drag on forever but finally passed, and before I knew it. .", her underwear kept creeping inward, becoming thong-like in its contours, ”I'll top this off...and let you have your little party...before your new bottom bends you over double."And with that he gave said bottom a smack through her skirt, a spank that's more of a volleyball-like "Bink!" than a slap. Helium rushed throughout her rear, sensation traveled up her spine, shame filled her face in a rosy flush, and as she jerked upward in surprise. He jerked the hose out of her with an audible. It was perfect for sleeping and fucking. We spent the weekend doing just that. After fucking all over the house the day before, we retired to her parents bedroom that night to sleep. Before dawn, she got hungry and went and got several pieces of fruit, sliced them up and brought them to bed. She woke me up by putting slices of green apple in my mouth. We had a light breakfast and dozed in and out a bit as the sun came up. We spent many mornings just like this; napping, holding each other. She offered me a third finger and I greedily took it in. I felt myself getting hard again; Sarah shifted her weight and again took me in, giving me a look that said I’d better not let her down. She started moving her fingers faster, then added a fourth. She timed her movements on my cock to those of her fucking my mouth and surprisingly quickly her head rolled back and she moaned. She then pushed her fingers deep into my mouth and held them there as she finished, shuddering and sighing.She held.