"Now, that might not sound so strange to you but it was the way she said it that got me to worryin'. She'd snuggle real tight, pushin' her tits agains... my chest and whisperin' in my ear like she was tellin' me a secret. I'm ashamed to admit it but sometimes when she did that, she'd make me get a hard on. You know I love that girl more'n anything else in the world, but it didn't seem like the right way fer her to behave toward the man who was supposed to be bringin' her up to be a proper lady.. He was exhausted and in no mood to have a roommate. She frowned when he couldn't get an erection, apologizing saying it was all her fault. He told her to go home and come back in the morning.At eight the next morning, Nikita knocked at his hotel room door. He opened it and watched her push a tray of food inside that would be a breakfast for a king and queen. He was hungry and they both devoured the eggs, salami, shrimps, fruits, and sips of vodka, straight, no ice. Then he devoured her, fucking. He was straining and grunting as he looked down at Christie and I. I couldn't wait to feel his cum hit my skin. I slithered up Christie's body as she poised herself under Mark's throbbing cock. I watched as his balls tightened, his grunts grew louder and then his cock exploded. Most of his cum landed on Christie, but some found its way to me and I squealed in delight. Oh how I'd missed this. I opened my eyes and Mark had been replaced with Greg. He was working the shaft of his cock like there. Francesca grabbed my hand and tugged.“Come on!” she insisted. “I’ve been thinking about this all week! How many rubbers do you have?”“Three!”“Only three?” she pouted.I smiled, “I can get more, but Mom One and Dad both said that it might hurt the first time, and you might not be ready to do it again right away.”“You told?!” she gasped.“You know I couldn’t be here unless I told my moms where I was going. If I ever lie about that, I’m dead meat and I’ll never be able to do anything! And remember,.