Ema started jumping on my penis (I had already worn a condom) and Sam started moving on my face and milking Ema’s cock. They both were moaning, “A...aaa aaahhhh fuuuuckkkk meeee.. aaaahhhaaaa.. faster.. aaaaaaa”.Sam squirted on my face and I drank all of her love juice. She took Ema’s lund in her mouth and drank all of her sperm and they both smooched again. Now they swapped their positions. Sam took my dick in her pussy and Ema again held my testicles, squeezed them hard and gave me a rim job. We will pay you back, Mrs. Edleman." Hey, call me Mandy. We don't want to get all formal here."I said, "OK, Mandy." I was mesmerized by what I was looking at. I did not tell her my name or Shanda's. A picture of exquisite beauty stood before me. She had a slim body topped off with breasts that hard a hard time staying in that suit. When she went to get some coffee for us, she walks away from me with a gorgeous rear end swaying as she walked with long shapely legs. Two lovely, exposed cheeks. I flicked my tongue over her clit and even pinched it with my teeth a little. She just kept screaming. I then broke through her hands and watched her buck as I rammed my fingers in her harder and faster. With my free hand I played with her clit, pinching it and slapping it and rubbing it hard. “Yeah yeah yeah yeah” she cried, raising her ass from the bed trying to force my fingers deeper. With one last moaning, “Fuck” she hit her limit and warm juice squirted from her pussy, soaking my tits. * As the days pass, I feel like Aaliyah and I are having an extended sleep over. She gracefully let me commandeer her couch while I keep a distance from my own home. Ethan and I have yet to talk, and as more time passes, I'm grateful he's left me alone...and hurt at the same time. Maybe we're beside ourselves in reason not to see each other. I should accept it. Thursday comes and Aaliyah invites Dylan over for dinner. We eat Aaliyah’s Tilapia and drink wine until I pass out on my now bed. I.