I can hear more distinct noises after a bit. I figure 10 minutes or so have gone by since we walked in the door. Then I hear the definite repeated sla... of flesh on flesh. That's the signal I was waiting for. I creep forward feeling like an intruder even though I orchestrated the whole thing. As I poke my head in I see what I take to be an Indian man (Pakistani he would later tell me, Mike was his "English" name) fucking Miki from behind with her on her hands and knees. I feel a rush of jealousy. But Steve looked in no hurry as he ordered her to lick it before it could enter her wet cunt. She got up. Pulled his pants down and stared at it for a while. He had a thick big enough cock with lot veins flowing over it. She took it in her hands admiringly and planted a kiss on it and then slowly took into her mouth and licked it for a while.Steve was excited by this time and was ready to hammer his cock into her. I guess I was also ready. When I got up in the morning I had never thought it. Phil. Maybe it could be okay. He loved her, she loved him. He could take her away from all of this. They could go anywhere they wanted. They could run away, and she could marry him, oh God wouldn’t that be lovely? They’d wait till she was eighteen, sure, but that was just two years away, and until then, they could travel together. Wouldn’t that be lovely? Or maybe just get a little cabin somewhere, and she’d cook for him and they’d make love, and everything would be okay.‘I just need to see. But neither of us could tell you anything about the films because that night both Pam and I learned more about each other than we'd ever known before.Pam wore a nice attractive button-up blouse that night along with a short skirt. I loved how she looked but I was too stupid to realize when I picked Pam up that she'd dressed with our date specifically in mind. That became very obvious to me as our evening went along. I loved how Pam had gotten her hair cut and the very cute brunette made my cock.