Then she leans over and starts to blow him. I am in my room far from my home she is on our couch with some guys cock in her mouth. My dick grows hard ...I begin to jerk myself off. She sucks and strokes him for fifteen minutes. I never get head for that long. Of course, I may have blown my load before the full fifteen had elapsed. She climbs up on him, straddles his big cock, and lowers her pussy down onto him. She rides him up and down moving her hips taking him deep inside. I decide to play with. Heh, habits. The lighting through the window wasn’t as bright as earlier. Still I could see her figure move through the dimmed mood lighting and to the door.“Jimmy!” She seemed happy to see me again as she opened the door. “I’m glad you made it back. I was worried you took my $20 and ran off to your party.”“I couldn’t do that” I explained, “You know, we pride ourselves on our customer service.” She was still as stunning as before, if not more in the dimmed light. I was disappointed that her. “Really, Rob,” she said. “I’ve had sex many, many times but I have never in my life felt so completely, totally, thoroughly, absolutely, utterly, perfectly fucked! I feel like I’m high or something.”I put my mouth to hers and we shared a fresh, deep kiss. She stroked me, bringing my one-eyed monster back to full attention.“It takes two to tango,” I said. “And I knew it would be great.”After another prolonged silence, she softly said, “I love the feeling of your cock in my hand.”“Not as much as. There was enough food in the house for a week until our parents returned. I went into the kitchen and made a couple of sandwiches, grabbed some chips from the bag for each plate, and yelled for her to come and eat. There was no response.I went looking through the house, checking her room, the bathrooms, the den, and family rooms only to find them all empty. As I was approaching the sliding doors I was becoming irritated, thinking, "Where in the hell is she and why isn't she responding?" Just.