I lay down, but I wasn't about to go to sleep. All I could do was stare at the ceiling and shake as my nerves felt to be shot. I couldn't be upset wit... her, but to just get through the awkward time the best I could.Sometime on Sunday morning, I got up and calmly went to the door. I silently opened the door and checked if she or Sherri was out there. I saw the coast was clear, so I went out there and made my way towards the kitchen.'It's quiet out there, so maybe they're still in her bedroom,' I. Neither wanted to be seen by the other, so they hid all day, each on her side of the room, separated by a curtain that was put up as a divide. At 8pm sharp, they were both ready and anxious. Nick stepped out of her room, dressed in tight blue jeans and a blue sweater that hugged her curves in all the right places. She was stunned mute for a second when her eyes captured Amy. Amy was wearing a white button-down blouse with a pair of beige chinos and golden pumps. Her hair was pulled up allowing. "Oh my god!" I yelled out feeling how nice her pussy felt. After a few thrusts we quickly found a rhythm. The black man with her remained noticeably silent, I was thankful for that. I put my hands on her hips to help with my thrusting into her hot wet pussy."Yeah, fuck yeah baby!" she screamed as she arched her back and pulled her shirt up and off, tossing it to the man at the table."Oh god fuck yeah baby!" I yelled as I fucked her harder and faster. I reached up and grabbed onto her big. “Where’s your bathroom,” the woman shouted downstairs, not bothering to be polite. Mel remembered the manager’s advice. Always go to the visitors to answer their questions, don’t shout after them. She got to her feet, a sharp pain in her bladder making her wince as gravity made her need to pee stronger than before. She found herself wriggling her legs slightly as she went upstairs, pressing her hand to her crotch until she was in sight of the visitors. She tried to force herself to keep still.