It bothered Michael more than it bothered me. We then all watched TV before going to bed. Michael was giving up his bedroom for me; he was sleeping on... the couch down stairs, which seemed pointless now his dad knew we were having sex together.I went to the bathroom, showered and went to bed, wearing a rather seductive short nightie. Michael came up to say goodnight, but didn't stop long. I pushed the bedclothes down, revealing my nightie; Michael had a quick feel of my breasts and pussy before. ...very slowly you feel his tongue circling towards your swollen clit........writhing with pleasure he has to hold onto your thighs to stop you from bucking off the bed.......sucking your hard tip into his mouth his toungue flicking quickly over the top.......you can hardly control yourself when.......a finger slides into you and starts circling stroking your gspot as it passes.......after all the build up it is too much......and you convolts with the release of pressure.........all you see is. When we reached the destination, I tried to wake Emily up, but the effort put in bore no fruits. Pushing aside my feeling, I decided to take her up to her room. I lifted her in my arms and made my way to the wooden door. To my luck, nobody in the building noticed us, which put me at ease. Reluctantly, I began to fish through her bag to search for the keys of her apartment. Upon finding it, I put it in the keyhole, twisted the doorknob and opened the door.I made my way into the room and headed. As I look into her emerald eyes she straightens her back, slightly thrusting her breasts forward as she does, and slyly smiles, as if encouraging me to look over her breasts and everything else.I saw the same sly smile as I woke up in the Georgetown University Hospital after ligament surgery on my knee. Nude except for a loose fitting, thin and mostly open hospital gown, I opened my eyes to see the hot young and fit blond anesthesiologist deviously smiling at me. It was just her and I in a big.