This is who you are, and doing this every once in a while will keep you properly balanced. I think the Swedish word is «lagom», right?”I nodded, �...�It is. Let’s go upstairs and I’ll take it under advisement. How was your day?”“Good. Two more weeks and I’m done!”“I know!” I grinned. “That makes me happy!”“Me, too!” she said.We walked out of our room, down the hall, and into the elevator. Twenty seconds later, we exited into the attic room to see Jorge and Stephanie putting on a dance. ?Good. Can you follow directions,? he asked her??Yes, absolutely,? she said, feeling good, smiling from ear-to-ear.He told her she would be dancing on a stage wearing a bikini, as she’d anticipated. He told her what she could make, and it was better than she’d anticipated. ?Wow, that would be great,? she said. He also told her she would have to sign a small agreement. Before she could think about that, he asked her to stand up and turn around. Having to put herself on display so quickly, she. If things worked out, she could get her cookies without going back to the house, where it would be too easy to lie down and let George fuck her brains out again."Go talk to George," she told Phillip. When he balked she snaked her hand out and tried to grab his balls again. He yelped and backpedaled."I want to talk to Amy ... alone." She pointed toward George. "Go do man things for a minute."As Phillip floated across the pool Sam faced Amy. "You feel all nervous inside ... don't you?" she. . Atta boy Max..." He always knew how to make me feel so good down there. Max kept passing his warm sloppy wet tongue over my mound while digging into the small crevice of my virgin cunt. I moaned as I spoke to him, and most of the time I just couldn't believe what I was saying, but through all the excitement I blurted out, "Ohhh Max!... Ohh yeah! It feels so good... Keep on licking my cunt!... Mmm... Yeah. That's a good boy!... Ohhh Max!... Ohhh! Ooohhhh!!! Uuhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!!" I felt my whole.