Meet in your room.

“Come by my room,” you tell her. “I'll wait until Emily's indisposed and then I can text you.” Sarah nods, and you both make your way to your rooms.

The rooms are impressive. They're big, with a closet, and the bathroom is nice, with a shower and tub, a well constructed sink with a mirror, and the room itself very cleanly designed. Four single rooms with bathrooms — you shake your head trying to figure out how you all got so lucky. Your bedroom door is open, so you see Emily go into her room and set her suitcase on the bed. She smiles at you and comes by to close the door for some privacy. You immediately text Sarah. “Way's clear,” you type.

Within moments, Sarah's in the room, closing the door behind her. She's changed from the torn t-shirt to a more traditional tee. She can't hide her cleavage, nor the impressive bounce within her bra. Without saying a word, the busy brunette gives you a quick peck on the lips, then drops to her knees. “Now we've kissed,” she said in way of explanation, her hands deftly undoing your pants. Soon your erection pops free as she strokes it gently. “Some guys are weird about 'never having kissed' before I shove their dick into my throat,” she says, then proves she is not exaggerating by bobbing on your shaft twice before pushing her head to your pubic bone. Her tongue massages your balls as your brain seems to explode in pleasure, rendering you unable for a moment to react with anything but a muted groan. She pulls off slowly, and you look down to see her staring up at you, a smile forming around your hard shaft. She finally lets you out of her mouth with a plop, and grins. “Oh,” she says, her eyes teasing. “I almost forgot.”

Sarah stands up and pulls at the bottom of her shirt. You stare, your eyes frozen on her chest. “The two reasons I'm here right now,” she whispers. “I'm wearing a bra, John, so my tits should fall so hard against me. Do you want me to let my big fat tits thud against my chest for you?” You're conscious of your head nodding, but you can manage no other response. “Ok,” she says, pulling at her shirt gently. As the hem of the shirt reaches the bottom of her bra she adjusts, pulling at the bottom of the bra. “Man, this is hard,” she says dramatically. “But I can feel my left tit sliding down,” she says. You look. Sure enough the pale flesh of her left breast is squeezing between the bra cup and her chest. Your cock twitches as she pulls the cup forward, and her left tit tumbles out, thudding as she'd promised, an audible slap against her pale skin. You grunt as your hand almost reaches for your stiff dick. Sarah grins. “You still have a whole tit to go,” Sarah reminds you. “One.” Her hands roughly pull at the bra cup, lifting her shirt over it so you can see the breast quivering in the cup. “Fat,” she continues, pulling the cup away so it slides out of the top. Her breast falls almost out of the cup, leaving a seemingly empty bra before Sarah finishes the maneuver, letting her big breast slap against her chest again. “Tit,” she finishes. You groan as the huge orb quivers on her chest. She leaves the bra and shirt on, kneeling again as her dangling tits wobble beneath you.

“I'm going to enjoy this,” Sarah says. Your right hand fills itself on its own accord with Sarah's left breast, her flesh spilling over your fingers. “Grab my big titty, baby,” she says. “I'd say more but I'm going to be a bit busy-mmph,” Sarah's mouth fills with your dick as she takes you to the root again. You feel her tongue gently caress the underside of your cock as she pulls back, leaving half of your dick soaked in spit. She slurps down, slowly sucking up her spit until she pulls away to your head. Her tongue dips under your head, licking gently. She pulls back even further and slurps at the very tip of your now shiny cock. “I can tell you like something,” she whispers. “I'm just slurping all that precum up.” She makes a distinct sucking noise before your cock begins to disappear slowly again. This time she gives a few bobs that make her head and tits bounce both in rhythm. You moan, keeping your hand full of Sarah's jiggling orb as she gives you an amazing blowjob. She stays in constant contact, and she responds to your desires with slow even strokes. You lift Sarah's breast, cupping the huge boob from below. Sarah groans around your dick, a pleasant vibration as you lift her huge boob. You let it settle back on her chest as she continues blowing you, her tongue still playing on every part of your dick.

She pulls off suddenly, and without warning, a string of spit splashing against your balls. You grunt your pleasure as Sarah looks up at your face, then down at your throbbing cock. “I just wanted to tell you that this is not the last time your cock will be in my mouth,” she says. You groan as she descends, but this time it's different. Her suction is more rhythmic, and more determined. She's going to make you cum. You are amazed at how powerful the sensations are as she seems to hit every right spot, causing your balls to tighten. You grunt as she begins bobbing her head forward, her eyes glancing at you, but focused more intently at your rigid cock as she slows just before you feel the point of no return. She slides off again. “If I suck my own tit, will you cum?” she asks, and puts her mouth over your dick before you can answer. You groan long and hard as she sucks you off. Her mouth plasters itself to the head of your cock, and she lightly touches your balls. You moan and suddenly the image of Sarah with her tit deep in her mouth floods your mind. Your hand fills itself with Sarah's heavy tit as you cum, sending what seems to be a gallon of your sperm into her hungry mouth. Each splash of cum makes your knees shudder, but Sarah sits there, swallowing as you fill her throat. After you've finished, Sarah keeps your cock in her mouth, gently playing, and you are amazed when she pulls off that you are almost hard again. She sighs, smiling, and with her left hand pulls her left breast to her mouth and begins sucking on it. You are amazed to watch her breast fold, loving how easy Sarah makes it seem. When she gives it a good basting, she lets the orb flop against her chest for your viewing pleasure.

“You okay having a hard-on until after dinner?” she asks, tucking her tits into her bra and pulling her shirt down. You can't seem to respond, and Sarah gently sucks your cock back into her mouth. She deepthroats you again and pulls off. “Do you think we have time for me to blow you again before they want us out there for supper?”