Then she gingerly rolled us over together until I was beneath her and she was laying on top of me with her back against my chest. My cock never left her butt. "Heather?" Sam asked sweetly. Peaches snapped out of some kind of trance she'd gone into watching Sam and I fuck on the bed from her chair. She'd absentmindedly been rubbing the front of her little white panties, they'd gone translucent from her moisture.

"Remember how I helped you this afternoon?"

Heather nodded.

"I need a little help myself right now," Sam slid a hand down to her own sex and circled her clit with a few fingers. "Would...