Go back to Taylor's place. Megan claims her free hour with you.

Taylor told you that Megan agreed to distract the store clerk, but that she’d take her hour with you when you went back.

Now you’re back in Taylor's house. Megan is leading you by the hand upstairs, back to Taylor's room when she tells you.

“You know, you don’t HAVE to go to my room. Fuck wherever you want. We have the whole place to ourselves.” Taylor says casually as she goes to the kitchen.

Megan grins and you let her take you to the living room. There’s a fireplace with a flat-screen TV over it. Three fancy, but comfortable-looking couches, a glass coffee table and a plethora of decorations and paintings.

“I’ve always wanted to do it in a living room!” Megan says and starts undressing.

“Really?” You ask, already removing your new clothes.

“Well, any of the common areas. There’s just something hot about fucking where everyone gathers, don’t you think?” She asks you, giving you a peck on the lips before taking off your shirt.

“Yeah, I see what you mean.” You agree.

Megan kisses and licks your neck as she undoes your belt and pulls down your pants and boxers. You just came back from buying new clothes and you’re already naked. She undresses herself, her curvy, soft, naked body is in front of you.

She smiles naughtily at you.

“So? Where do you want me? How do you want me?”

As much as those words send you mind spinning, this is Megan’s hour.

“You won this hour. I’m yours to do with as you please.” You tell her. You can see her astonished face and her whole body shiver with excitement as you tell her this.

“Really?” She asks tentatively, visibly holding back her eagerness.

“Really.” You answer. You only hope she’s not into anything too crazy.

“Yes!” Megan screams excitedly, jumping up and down, her voluptuous bust bouncing before you. She tackles you, making you fall on your butt on the couch facing the TV.

“Woah-!” She wraps her arms around your neck and shoves her tongue down your mouth as her legs straddle yours. Her chest presses against yours and you cock pokes her belly.

Her deep, wet kiss continues, and she moves her hips to grind your dick between her stomach and yours. You grab her round ass, giving it a tight squeeze. Her moans intensify.

“Oh, you’re doing it here?” Taylor asks rhetorically as she enters the living room. She’s carrying a can of diet coke and a bowl full of chips. She ignores you, sits down on another sofa and turn or the TV.

Megan doesn’t stop. She keeps kissing you, not minding that her best friend is right there.

Taylor looks over every once in a while, but other than frowning in what you assume is frustration that she’s not participating, she looks bored, even when watching TV.