You always have time for Amina

Amina does make a lot of sense... You perk your ear to listen to your mom bustling in the kitchen. The fan is running, and you hear the telltale crackle of bacon being fried up. You have time.

Despite your assessment, you yank off your clothes as quickly as you can. There's no telling who might interrupt you, considering how the past few days have gone. You glance over to Amina who kneels next to you with a naughty grin as she admires your body, focusing in on your rock hard cock that's twitching to go. The little redhead pounces on you and you share kisses as her warm body sink onto yours. Before you realize it, she's already mounting you and pumping herself up and down. You moan softly as you feel her inner walls close in around your stiff rod. She expertly rides you in smooth undulations like a gentle current washing up against the shore. She lets out a groan of pleasure and you hold your finger to your lips to tell her to keep it down. You don't need to be making noise to alert your mom to what you're doing...

"Hun?!" your mom calls out, causing you to stiffen up and freeze.

You hold Amina by the waist so she stops bouncing and you peer to the door, willing it to stay closed.

"Do you know if Amina eats pork? I never really asked and I don't want to offend her, you know?"

Your gaze pans over to the girl on top of you and you raise and eyebrow. She stifles a giggle at your look and nods.

"She's fine with pork, ma!" you call out.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure!"

"OK, well, if it turns out she doesn't, I'm blaming you!"

You stay frozen in position, laying naked with your genie mounted on your cock as you listen intently for your mom to go back to cooking. Finally, you feel safe again and let out a sigh of relief. You slacken your grip and fall to your bed, feeling your heart racing from almost getting caught again.

"That was close..." you remark.

"Of course I like pork..." Amina murmurs as you notice her lower on the bed. She has her mouth hovering over your still rigid cock. She looks at you with a grin and adds, "I love the taste of sausage...." With a lick of her lips, she plunges down and sucks up your dick inch by inch. You gasp and pull yourself up part way, trying to keep yourself from cumming right away. Amina's tongue brushes up against your shaft and you shiver with excitement. Your legs part around her and you hold her by the head as she works her magic on your member.

You lean back and begin to enjoy the view of the nubile young woman licking and sucking your meat, but can't shake the nagging feeling that something is going to get in the way again. Sure enough, as you are about to unload, the doorbell rings! You hold yourself back again and wait to see if your mother answers.

"Riley? Could you get that? It could be Amina back from her jog!" she calls up to you.

"In a minute..." you blurt out, not ready to leave your present company just yet.

"Now!"

You mutter a curse and look down at the cute redhead sucking your dick. It would be a shame to make her stop now, but if you don't answer the door, your mom's bound to storm into the room demanding to know why.