She treasured the contact between them, and held him for several seconds. Finally, sensing some guilt over her extended handholding, she suddenly let ...o. “I guess I should go soon…” Ray did not want her to leave. “Can we talk more…sometime? I really enjoyed sitting and talking with you just now. Say, can I give you a ride somewhere?” Jen’s thoughts were confused, because she wanted to stay with Ray, but she was scared by her own excitement at the thought, and was wondering where it was all. He lay there naked, frantically wanking his cock to the picture of Sarah in a crop top and yoga pants. He could feel himself getting closer, he knew it wouldn’t be long until he had yet another orgasm over the thought of her. “Oh fuck! Yes!” he whispered to himself, he was going to come, he could feel the pressure building inside. Disaster struck, the door swung open to the house and stood in the doorway was Sarah. Chris was startled, he lurched for the covers to cover himself up but it was too. He started moving faster, pulling me close then pushing me away until his cock was barely still in. The feeling was better than any I have had. I felt my orgasm rising. His cock making me cum without any attention being given to my cock. His thrusts into me bringing me closer. He thrust and I felt his balls slap me. I was on the edge. He thrust again slapping me with his balls. I couldn't control myself. I started grinding against his cock with every thrust. It pushed me over the edge. I moved. I cut up some vegetables and fruits for a platter, cooked some rice for the red beans and put together some chicken salad from a freshly roasted hen I bought the day before. Next, I made fresh limeade, put some beer and soda on ice along with a bottle of white rum in case mojitos were desired.As I was finishing I heard Anita put some Reggaeton music on, not my favorite but popular with younger crowd. It did have a good beat and soon Anita and I were laughing and dancing throughout the living.