"Yeah, why not," Julie replied.
The sound of chairs scraping against the floor echoed as soone stood up.
The risk made everything even more intense. Tiffany’s pussy clenched tighter around as she heard the movent outside, but she didn’t want to stop.
I kept thrusting slowly into her, feeling her walls milk my cock while her heavy breasts swayed with every movent. Her breathing was ragged, her moans barely suppressed as she tried to stay quiet.
"Mom, they’re coming," Brittany whispered urgently from the doorway, her eyes wide as she saw movent in the dining room.
I pulled out of Tiffany’s pussy with a wet sound, my cock still rock-hard and glistening with her juices. Tiffany quickly straightened up, tugging her maxi dress back down over her breasts and ass, adjusting it as best she could in a hurry.
She grabbed a couple of folded blankets from the shelf and handed them to , the perfect excuse we had co in here for.
By the ti David and my cousins reached the hallway outside Tiffany’s room, we were already stepping out, acting completely normal, as if we had just been grabbing the blankets.
"Hey honey, I was just giving the girls a house tour," David said casually as he appeared.
Tiffany had adjusted her maxi dress the best she could, but it was obvious she had put it back on in a hurry.
The thin white fabric still clung to her curves, her heavy breasts looking hastily tucked in, the neckline sitting a little lower than usual and showing more cleavage than normal.
"That’s great," Tiffany said, forcing a warm smile as she tried to regain her composure. She smoothed the dress over her hips one more ti.
Julie and Lucy stood there, looking at the scene with mild curiosity. Julie’s eyes flicked from Tiffany’s slightly disheveled appearance to the blankets in my hands, then back to .
A small, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.
Lucy raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything, though the corner of her mouth twitched in amusent, as if she could sense sothing was off but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
The group stood in the hallway for a mont, the casual conversation picking up again. Tiffany kept her composure, playing the perfect hostess, but I could see the lingering heat in her eyes every ti she glanced at . Brittany stayed quiet, her cheeks still pink from what she had just witnessed.
Julie, never one to miss a beat, smiled sweetly. "Thank you so much for the blankets, Tiffany. And for the tour. Your ho is lovely."
"You are welco," Tiffany said, smiling politely.
After the brief house tour, everyone gathered back in the dining room. The al had wound down, plates mostly empty, and the conversation had turned lighter again. Julie set her napkin down and looked around the table with a pleasant smile.
"Thanks for having us for dinner," she said. "Shall we go now, Alex?"
"Yeah, thanks for dinner," I added, pushing my chair back.
"Wait," Tiffany interjected quickly, her tone still sweet but clearly trying to keep control. "Julie, are you sure? You don’t want to sleep in my room? Lucy and you could take my room. I can sleep with Brittany, and David could take the couch, right?"
"Yeah, sure," David agreed, nodding along like the accommodating host.
"No, Mrs. Tiffany, you have already done so much for us," Julie replied smoothly, her voice warm but firm. "I’m kinda sleepy now anyway. Lucy is here sleeping with Brittany, so I’m sure Alex and I can manage in his room." As she spoke, she wrapped her arm around mine, pulling herself closer in a casual but clearly possessive gesture.
Tiffany’s smile stayed on her face, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She couldn’t push any further without looking suspicious or rude in front of everyone. She simply nodded, accepting defeat for the mont. "Alright then... if you’re sure."
David stood up, clapping his hands once. "Well, it was nice having you all. Good night."
Brittany gave a small, slightly disappointed wave as we said our goodbyes.
Julie kept her arm linked with mine as we walked out of Tiffany’s apartnt and headed back to mine. The mont Tiffany’s door closed behind us, Julie leaned in a little closer, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper.
"She really didn’t want staying with you, did she?" she said with a soft laugh. "Your neighbor seems very... attached."
To my surprise, as we reached my apartnt door, Lily and Autumn were coming from the opposite direction down the hallway.
"Hey, Alex," Lily said, waving with a bright smile that faltered the mont she saw a thick woman clinging possessively to my arm. Her eyes narrowed slightly, confusion and jealousy flashing across her face as she took in Julie’s arm wrapped around mine.
"Hey," I said quickly, trying to keep things light.
"Who are they, Alex?" Julie asked, her tone curious but with a hint of territorial edge as the two won passed by us.
"They’re Tiffany’s friends," I replied, keeping it simple.
Lily and Autumn had clearly co up to my floor with the intention of spending the night with again, just like the night before. They hadn’t known my cousins would arrive a day early. The mont they saw Julie with , their expressions shifted, a mix of disappointnt and defeat washed over their faces.
They tried to play it cool, acting like they were simply there to et Tiffany, but the way they slowed their steps and glanced back at betrayed how much they had been looking forward to another night together.
I unlocked my apartnt door and let us both inside. The two of us stepped into the quiet, dimly lit space.
"Ahhh..." Julie stretched her arms. "I’m sleepy, Alex," she said as I locked the door behind us.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Co, Alex, let’s sleep," she said, climbing onto the bed and gesturing for to co lie down next to her.
I climbed onto the bed, dropping the blanket that Tiffany gave us on top of it.
"It’s so hot, Alex," Julie said as she slowly removed the shorts I had lent her. Now she was just in the grey shirt I had given her and her black panties.
As I lay down beside her, she quickly placed her hand on my chest and draped her thick leg over my thigh, getting cozy.
"Isn’t your girlfriend coming tonight, Alex? What was her na... Autumn?" she asked, teasing, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest.
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