The agent wanted to know if Angel had seen Emi since Friday night at the Beecham estate."Here's the deal Angel, I got a flight booked for Emi to L.A. ...omorrow morning. It leaves from Miami at 6am. She's gonna have to get up way early, but she's gotta be on that flight," the agent told her.Angel was a little disappointed that their weekend was going to come to such an abrupt end, but she was happy that Emi was going to get some good experience doing a big pro shoot."Okay. Emi's actually here. "The best, because you're the best lover a man could ask for," I responded returning her kiss.We laid there for a few minutes to let me recover from that awesome blow job she just gave me."You know what?" She asked me."Hmmm," I grunted back."I love you very much, and thank you for the very nice dinner, flowers, and card. But I love the jewelry the best, because I don't have any with my birth stone in them," She purred at me."I love you also, you are the most important person in my life right. This is a beautiful vagina."Fortunately, Anya, was completely self-assured and uninhibited so the lights stayed on the whole time. We started fucking - yes, without a condom. In short order she got on top of me and started riding me. Her pussy was wet to say the least - my shaft was flecked with chalk white curds of her pussy cream. I was rock hard and as long as I could get. She would glide up to the tip of my glans and then slowly glide down until I was balls deep inside her like she could. But if Kevin wasn't enough to worry about, he had also woken up with aheadache. Not the normal sort that affects the forehead, but one thatseemed to affect his whole face."Here, take these," said Laura. "Hopefully, the headache should pass."Paul took the paracetamol and waited for the doorbell to ring. He washalfway through his cornflakes when it did. Laura answered the door andlet Kevin in."Hello Mrs Smith," said Kevin. "Where is he?" She's in the kitchen," said Laura.Paul looked on as Kevin.