I was comfortable to her and it was commonplace for her to fall back into old habits - with relationships and otherwise. She was still the same Emma, ...or sure.I made my way down the hallway to Jake's room. We had met in our economics class earlier that year and immediately clicked. It wasn't anything other than friendship, and he understood that I played for a different team.When I got to the door, I could hear his rap music pumping through the speakers. Hopefully we wouldn't get shut down. I should let her have it, so that it wouldn’t jeopardize things tomorrow. I relented. “You’re right. I have a buddy of mine who I can stay with tonight. I’ll tell him my air conditioning isn’t working and that I couldn’t fall asleep.”Prem nodded with satisfaction. He got up and shook my hand, squeezing hard. I wanted to appreciate one small thing. “Amir, thank you for starting to call me by my proper name again.”Prem laughed, “You can thank your pretty wife for that. You earned your good name. After a while I was chatting to some random girls who had their faces covered, doing shots out of their belly buttons and making out with them. I took one of them upstairs, to one of the free bedroom which are up there and started making out with them again, feeling their ass and gently rubbing there pussy. The girl moaned in my mouth as I rubbed her pussy harder, pushing harder on her clit and squeezing her tits. I pulled her out of the tiny top she was wearing (I forget what the outfit was. The world outside the garage now was a distant memory. It was almost as if the only illumination was the glow lighting up my sister’s naked body. I was becoming aware of the uncomfortable situation not only of my rock hard cock but also my knees on the stone floor of the garage. They could have been in broken glass at that point and I would have kept going anyway.Annie’s hips bucked and gyrated with more of a purpose again.“Fuck, I’m going to cum! Don’t stop,” she said again.I returned to.