Taylor contemplated her options once more, as Troy swirled the nipple around with his tongue. Taylor couldn't even attempt to moan or scream the sensations he was giving her were maddening.

She had to decide; could have lay there and enjoy the pleasures Troy was making or she could make it for her flight.

"Baby," she moaned trying to coerce him to slow his lower ventures down.

Combing her hands softly through his hair trying to reach the pattern she knew drove him mad, Taylor started to wreathe. Making sure to arch her chest against his face, and slamming her pelvis into his hand, Taylor screamed out Troy's name.

Troy's mouth gradually released her left nipple. "You must think this is some kind of joke." he smirked. "That wasn't real. And for that ..Imma have to give you the dick!" Troy smugly as he sat up on the bed. Taylor was shocked she truly thought she would have gotten away with it. Damn it Troy, she thought.

"Troy I really really need to make that flight. I mean trust me I love the hell out of what we are doing, but..." Troy wasn't listening though he was currently occupied with pulling the shirt off of Taylor and sliding her jeans off."Troy come on seriously, aren't you tired of me yet?" Tay sighed as Troy pulled her onto her knees.

Troy again ignoring her faced her towards the end of his bed, and smiled at their reflection. Tay looked up to see herself and Troy staring with his hand on her back Troy had Taylor on all fours,"Uhm Troy what are you doing?" Taylor panicked. Troy awe stricken by Taylor curvaceous back side mumbled his reply as he smoothed his hand back towards her ass.

He gazed at her longingly while his hand went back to work on her clit. Feeling her closet freak come out for the millionth time she moaned"Oh Baby mmmmm..." hearing her sweet sounds he crooked his finger.

Having that Troy had never done that before. Taylor screamed out in shock and pleasure. "See now that is a reaction," Troy huskily whispered. Tay turned around waiting for him to crook once more, until-

"Troy Honey we're home!" yelled Troy's Mom from the front door. Both Taylor and Troy bolt up. "Go in the shower, I'll be there in a minute!" he whispered staring again at her ass. Taylor looked back at him a bit startled. "but babe I-" "No Taylor, we're finishing this up."

Looking at Troy's darkened blue eyes she saw that there was no turning back.

"TROY!" his dad yelled up the stairs.

"Okay I'll go but it smells like sex in here," Tay muttered. "Hand me your panties," Troy said while shoving his boxers back on. Taylor looked at him skeptically and then handed them over. Grabbing them with his teeth he put a crack in his window, and grabbed the remote off the window sill. Staring at Troy she grabbed the rest of her clothes and her bags and threw them in his closet. Once she was in the restroom troy turned on his TV monitor and pushed play on his VCR. An old movie of him and Taylor dancing at Homecoming Junior year started.

"Hey kiddo we're hom-" Coach Bolton said from the door as he saw his son who seemed to be pleasuring himself to something on the TV.

"Oh God dad could you have knocked first!" Troy said scrambling around his bed.

"Sorry kiddo.."Coach Bolton sighed walking out of the room, embarressed enough for the both of them.