----Two weeks later-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I got a little better I can ...swim a little now as we were racing from end to end that douche Kenny pushed knocking me off balance me while our swimming instructor wasn't looking that bastard thinks he's the boss of me or something the instructor had to save and guessed who was laughing. I will get better.----Two weeks. I wanted her to enjoy it the most, so we changed positions and she was on top of me. Her hips were bouncing on my cock and she started to moan out louder and a few moans escaped from my mouth too. Her tight pussy was milking my cock and it was better than my aunt’s pussy.As I turned my face casually, I saw the door opened a bit and a pair of eyes staring at us. I knew it was my aunt watching us and that’s when I remembered one of my aunts tips. Immediately I asked paru to lean towards me and. And I guess so.? ?Well Sam, it’s wonderful to meet you, and thank you again. You were a real life saver out there.? ?I don’t think quite that.? he practically stuttered. ?Well, as you can see, it’s been very hard to get things done and up and running around here, so any help at all is a godsend.? This was an opportunity he couldn’t allow himself to miss. ?I’d be happy to help you with any of the unpacking.? She tilted her head and looked at him. I sigh, languorously, and lie there a while, reaching for the beer slowly to quench my thirst, drinking several swallows, then setting it back on the nightstand. I hear a soft sound, more like a rustling, and I look back towards the door. He is standing there, leaning against the door jamb, a beer in his hand, a smile at his lips. Our gazes meet, and I feel the deep blush spread over my face, the shock race through already overloaded nerves. I sit up, on my knees, and look down at my lap,.