I passed the time hearing Roberta tell me about her childhood and early adult years. "My father left us when I was small, and mom had to work crazy ho...rs to keep the roof over our heads. If it hadn't been for Aunt Fran I would had to raise myself. As it was, she was always looking out for me. I'd come home from school and find the phone ringing. Aunt Fran would be checking to make sure I got home Ok, and was starting my homework. Then she'd come by and start dinner so that when my mother. Her hips matched the rhythm of my strokes as though we were one. I drove in and out of her.Suddenly her body arched and throwing back her yelled, "I AM CUMMING AGAIN. OH OHHH SAAAHHHEEEEEBBBJJJIIIIIIIIIII," and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. Few strokes later my balls released my load into her freshly deflowered cunt."Oh Saheb, it was fantastic," Saaima moaned kissing me wildly."Oh Saaima, that was good," I moaned crushing her lips with mine.We lay joined together for a long time. During this, I stripped the last piece of cloth on her body. It was time for me to return the favor, and I sucked her pussy. It was shaved, and she was clean. I continued exploring the interiors of her pussy with my tongue. She was dancing in her bed whenever my tongue hit the right spots.While eating her pussy, I also kissed and biting her inner thighs, and she loved it. I kept switching between these places. She suddenly turned around and left me confused. She then asked me to spank her ass,. " "Not you," Dee said, "him. He needs to come grovel at your feet, Island Girl. He screwed up royally." She tapped the table with a long, tapered nail to make her point. "It's been two days; he's taking too long to start the groveling." "Good to have you on my side, Chi-town," Lani said with a small smile. How a girl from Honolulu had become best friends with one from Chicago, she'd never quite know, but she'd always be grateful. "I guess it was just . . . a misunderstanding. That first weekend.