.. sure. I'll fix up the other bedroom for him." He may just be fifteen but he learned about the birds and bees a long time ago." What does that mean?... she asked."He likes girls, Marsha. He likes them a lot." Meaning he's experienced." Yeah, but I don't want him running around while he's here and possibly getting into trouble -- girl trouble." What can I do?" Well..." Randy smiled in a way she had never seen before, "you know, be friendly." Well of course I'll be friendly," she responded. Some flirting took place and it was soon apparent to both of us that we would be fucking soon. I have a sort of steady girlfriend but we both have the freedom to indulge with other people and Margo is currently single. Neither one of us was looking for anything serious and it didn’t take too long before we were naked.I’m old school, having grown up in the days of The Pill, big bushes, bareback sex, and free love. I was pretty open about my kinks with her, letting her know early on that I’m open. She looked hot in her simple green sari. Her boobs pressed against my chiseled chest.She kissed me. Our tongues wrestled in hunger, tasting each other’s spit while my hands were busy squeezing her sweet ass. When we separated, I had filled her mouth with both our spit. She pulled down my boxers and spat on my cock. It was rock hard, and it throbbed as she took it all in.She took her time enjoying my juicy cock and balls. I gave her full control. She liked it and soon was swallowing my whole. Something's wrong, really wrong because there's no reason to lie. Kristy attacked the guy. Can you describe the agents to me?" Oh my God!" Angela gasped. "They were oriental, I mean Asian. Do you think they were assassins? In my house? Oh my God!"Angela was devolving into hysterics. I told her to find Kristy, who was upstairs, and get her packing. Angela ran and I scanned the kitchen for a weapon. The kitchen knives were too big or awkward, but her skinning knife was flat and came with a sheath.