Meanwhile, you've been stroking my pussy lips and inserting a finger or two in turns. I'm getting wetter and wetter. You start pounding my pussy in sh...ort, swift strokes, so as to be unnoticed. I adjust how I'm sitting so your fingers can have better access, and you take full advantage of it. I know you like it, because there's a flood of pre-cum dripping out of your cock, and I wipe as much as I can on my fingers and begin to smear the pre-cum all over your engorged cock head.You gasp as I do. {She smiled at me. But then she slammed the door on me.}Me: Open it up. Please. Don’t tease like this.Riya: HaHa… Wait sweetheart. Just few minutes.{I went to back to living room. I was sitting there half naked. Trying to calm down my hard and erect penis. But no use. Hard to control. She waited me for 15 minutes. Now it was too much. I banged the door of her room.}Me: come on… Riya…. I m waiting.Riya: Coming, baby….{ I was again in living room. Sitting on the couch. Thinking of her and her. Samantha's ring was noticed almost immediately the next morning by her secretary, Jean."Who's the lucky man?" she asked."My step-brother, Henry." Isn't that incest?" No," laughed Samantha. "We're not blood relations. He's my step-father's son from his first marriage and I'm my mother's daughter from her first marriage."That was by no means the end of it though. One of the Sunday tabloids picked it up. "EX-LIFEGUARDS OFFICER TO WED SISTER', it screamed. Neither saw it as they were at Carlton. The one that all the girls whisper about, doodling on their notebooks, pairing his last name with their first name to see how it looks. Walking the long route to class just to pass by his room, then dropping something by his door so they can bend down in front of him.He’s the coach that the female teachers fantasize about. The one that they change their schedules for, plan their lunches around, find excuses to email and chat up in the hallways. The one they think about when they touch.