I took off my jacket so that there was less between us. Sylvie looked me straight in the eyes as we tangoed with verve and flair. The sparks were defi...nitely zapping from our contact and it wasn’t static electricity! Then came a slow waltz and we were quite tight together, my manhood pressing and rubbing on the bump of her mons as we swayed.After that Sylvia grabbed her purse from the table and took out a check, beckoning me to follow with a crooked finger. I grabbed my coat and obeyed, using. I was escorted out to the arrivals area with a bold name tag hanging around my neck. As told back home, this family I was to live with had a boy, Spencer Jamison; senior at the same college and was going to be a graduate this year, almost 21—22 years old. Mr. Jamison had passed away couple of years back; Mrs. Jamison [Paula] was a professional lady working as a midlevel executive at a bank. Spencer also had an older sister, Lucinda, who was going to be a nurse soon from a nursing college, not. "I'm going home. You can either come with me or stay here with your lovers and frankly I don't give a shit which one you choose."Loretta looked around the room; her gaze fell on Clara and she said in a weak voice "I'm sorry" and then she hurried after me.It was a very quiet ride home. Loretta stared out the passenger window and said nothing and I stared out the windshield at the road in front of me and was quiet. When we got home I went into the den and turned on the TV. I sat there channel. My orgasm came first, accompanied by my moaning; Evie was right behind me, her noise the sound of a whimper. Our legs separated but we remained attached at the nipples and lips as we allowed our bodies to cool down.It took a while before Evie pulled away from me and began to nibble her way down my body toward my pussy. She nursed on my breasts with the tenacity of a baby before moving to my stomach with a series of little kisses. Her tongue stuck out to clean my belly button. Meanwhile, her.