No, just focus on Amy for now

As gentlemanly as you can, while your half-hard prick still nestles within her, you extricate Lin and set her little butt back on the counter. A burst of hot, red-tinged cum begins to leak from her cunt once you withdraw, before she hastily scoops it back in and presses her dainty hand over her pussy to seal it in.

"Oh wow, I feel so full! Could you hand me my panties, please? I don't want to waste a drop of you. " Her smoky almond-eyes beg you to fuck her again, but you resist with inhuman fortitude and simply give Lin her clothes, making sure to keep your own hand, which seems enormous against the dewy slit of her kitty, pressed against her lips in compliance with her wishes while she pulls her panties back into place. They're so tight and hug her snatch so snugly that only the smallest dribble of cum escapes before being held in place by the soft fabric.

You hand Lin her other clothes and help her back down onto the floor, making sure to squeeze her tiny tits and ever-so-soft buttcheeks as often as you can while she dresses. Eagerly she grinds whatever you're squeezing against you the whole time. Fuck, does this little girl ever calm down?

Finally she's dressed and you peck her lips with one last, chaste kiss before she grabs your hand to write something on your palm with a big black marker she takes from the countertop. You need to get away before she entices you again, so you hastily move from behind her workspace and head for the door. It's only once you're outside and Amy is in view, standing on the sidewalk texting someone on her phone, that you open your hand and read whatever note the little Asian wrote you:

Lin Nguyen

(555) 342 - 9796

Call me tonight at 11:30

;3

Well maybe you'll call her and maybe you won't. Shit, after all that fucking you're exhausted, and may not even be up that late. Only time will tell. For now there's your friend to worry about.

Amy has noticed you and smiles a perfect grin your way.

"Ready, Lover Boy?"

"Absolutely." You reply.

Then, thinking you ought to be courteous, "Sorry about that, the girl was just insatiable."

"Oh there's no need to apologize, John! Her boyfriend is probably only packing half your size if he's lucky. A taken girl like that has obligations to someone like you, and you're obliged to give her what her boyfriend can't. But I will admit she did seem strangely eager...maybe her guy's on the tiny side, and she didnt want to miss out on her chance with a real man."

Stowing her phone, she grabs your hand and pulls you along at a brisk, cheerful pace in the direction of her home, almost skipping her way with you down the darkening sidewalk. After that remark she turned her face from you rather quickly -- could it be such a glowing compliment reminded her of your little 'accident' just a short time ago? Her hand is sweaty against yours, so she may just be a tad bit nervous.

This could be a chance for you to work some magic and hopefully get the girl of your dreams. Do you keep the conversation about sex, or do you make sure Amy is comfortable?