"Well then, Kris, you lie on the lounger and I will mount that big pole of yours with my pussy. Keith, you come in from behind and take my ass. I have...never been doubled before, so might as well go big the first time or go home, huh?" They all laughed and Kim and her mother sat on the cushioned love seat near by, fingering each other while they watched the guys double fuck their aunt. Angie straddled the lounger and lowered her pussy onto Kris' huge cock. She groaned as he filled her completely. He admired the two girls as he rolled his wheelchair into the living room. Ashley introduced him to her girlfriend Kayla. His mother told them they were set till monday with food and money for food to be delivered or emergencies. An emergency number was on the fridge and his parents left. Sam was prepared for the weekend a weekend of wild sex. He was ready to lose his virginity to one of the two girls. The three of them sat in the living room and talked as they watched television. Nine o'clock. My panties won’t go past my boots so my legs are together with my ass up in the air. You swipe my slit with your fingers, feeling me wet and ready for you. You grab my hips and adjust your cock so the tip of you just parts my silky wet folds. I arch my back, pushing my ass back towards you, wanting more and yet you stay just barely touching me. Suddenly the gondola bumps over another tower and swings wildly, causing you to lose your balance and plunge into me. Once in motion you can’t hold. That all sounds far too serious and philosophical to be a fair summary of the ten days Gemma and I spent together. Each day falling just a little more and a little deeper for each other. Wallowing in the ever deeper enjoyment of each other’s bodies and time spent together. Of course, oftentimes when I’d see Jill together in some physical or emotionally intimate moment with Chris, my heart would yearn to be the one with her. But this was made a million times easier by how I was loving being with.