“I’ve seen some of your stuff. Impressed. We, Hattie and I, think you can do well but you have to do two things. Change your name is the first. Co...a’s fine," gee thanks, “but Rubenstock isn’t. So, we change it to Rubens.” Whatever. “Next, the accent.” “What the fuck is wrong with my accent?” I was getting a bit antsy now. “Darling,” she said with a sweet smile, “it has the quality of a cat’s claws sliding down a blackboard. I’m not suggesting you lose the New York, it’s part of you, but a good. “Hey,” she answered, “we blondes gotta stick together.”I stopped at Duty Free to pick up a gift for Cinnamon. Simple. I don’t want her to get any inappropriate ideas. I don’t think. Text from Jordan said, “Good work. I’ll meet you at the airport.” Hmm. Maybe I should get him a gift, too.I called Cinnamon just before flight time. It’s a nine-hour time change, so only seven thirty in the morning there.“Merry Christmas!” I said when she answered.“Not unless you’re coming home,” she said. “I don’t. She came so heavily moaning so loudly.I was scared somebody might hear her and then she pushed me on the bed and slowly inserted my dick in her wet juicy pussy, she started riding it slowly first and then with much faster pace and I just loved the sight of her boobs going up and down in a rhythmic movement. I was squeezing them.She came again and collapsed on me, as I was not finished yet I changed positions and started slamming her like anything. I slammed for sometime finally releasing my. Trust me, sharing a boyfriend would be awesome, don’t ya think? Three of us to a bed, more of the same kind of fun as earlier, only permanently and without any worries about getting caught? He can be OUR boyfriend, sis. Ours. Just think of how great that would be! The three of us can be lovers forever! You with Dan, me with Dan, you with me. Come on, guys, let’s make this happen!“Why do you think that I wanted to skip ‘the talk,’ Dan? Because, in my heart of hearts, I knew that this was what we.