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Lionel didn't stop fucking me for one second. He felt so good that I was getting close to another orgasm and he knew it. I could tell that Lionel was near too. He was pumping harder and faster now and when I looked up into his face I could see this look of determination there. We were both working so hard to achieve a mutual orgasm. The sweat of our bodies mingled together as we both anticipated an explosive climax to our wild fucking which came immediately. He shot gallon after gallon of his precious life giving cream into my open cunt, while what seemed like gallons of my love juices flowed out of me and mingled with his.
Lionel collapsed across my chest and we both didn't move for a good fifteen minutes. We were both so spent that we couldn't move even if we wanted to. It was so nice there in his arms with his cock still buried deep inside me. I could feel it getting smaller. I was just so satisfied lying there with my love in my arms.
As we were lying there, the door to our room opened and Bobby, Sandie, Brad and Candie came into our room.
"God, it smells like a French whore house in here," Bobby said laughing. "Were you guys fucking all night long?"
The others started laughing so hard they almost fell over. I just buried my face in Lionel's chest and went beet red. Lionel rolled off me and as his cock came out of my cunt, it gave off this wet, sucking, popping sound it always made. Everyone heard it and that started off a new round of laughing. Even Lionel and I laughed this time.
When the laughing died down, I got up and went to the window and opened it. A blast of cold air hit my hot naked body and sent a shiver all through me. "Guess we better air this room out, eh, guys?" I said laughing as I dove back into bed and snuggled up to Lionel again.
"Well, I guess we should leave you two alone," Bobby said. "We just came in to tell you that we made some breakfast, if you are interested. You can't live on cum alone, you know."
Again roars of laughter. Lionel and I both got out of bed now and put on our robes.
"Okay," Lionel said. "Let's go eat. I'm famished. And just to set the record straight, we didn't fuck all night long." We were all laughing as we walked down the hall to the kitchen.
Chapter Eleven
Time just flew by and Friday finally arrived. Our time alone was almost at an end. Our parents would be here in a few hours. As much as we were excited about the Christmas season, we were sad that our time alone was at an end.
Lionel and I told everyone that we were in love. There were a lot of tears amongst us girls. This would normally have been a happy occasion, but we all knew that Lionel was not going to be around much longer and that made it sad. Bobby hugged me tightly and gave me a big kiss and wished us well. Everyone else did the same.
I made the most heart rendering speech of my young life at that time. I told everyone that Lionel and I wanted to be together as much as we could and that I didn't want my sisters trying to make love to Lionel again. They all knew that I normally didn't mind sharing him with them, but because of the circumstances, they all understood and agreed.
Everyone except Candie, that is. I could see a pout had formed on her face.
"What's wrong, Candie?" I asked. "Aren't you happy for us?"
"Of course I am, silly," she yelled running out of the kitchen crying.
I went after her and found her lying on her bed crying her little heart out. "Don't cry, Sweetheart," I said. "Everything is going to be okay. What's the matter?"
"Oh, Carol. You're going to hate me. I know you will," she sobbed. "But I really want to fuck Lionel just one more time. I really do." She hid her pretty little face in her pillow and cried some more. "I like fucking him. I love the way his cock stretches me wide open. Bobby and Brad can't do that. You know they can't. I'm going to miss him."