A week had passed since that delicious teasing and now I was going back out to his house where we'd be alone for a few hours to finish what we started. We met again at the train station, but this time we knew what to expect, and we didn't make any stops on our way to Bobby's bedroom. In fact, we were already kissing and pulling clothes off as soon as we made it in the front door. I asked if we should expect his parents to come home anytime soon and he assured me that they wouldn't be back until well after we had to leave to head back to the city.
The rest of our clothes in a pile on the floor, he pushed me back to lie on the bed and, seeing that my pussy was completely shaved (something he had always loved), fell between my legs, kissing and licking me all over. I quickly found that he had learned a thing or two in our long separation as well. It had always been a little tricky to get me to cum, but in almost no time at all, I could feel that I was about to cum. I pulled away and told him to lie down, then climbed up to sit on his face, where he resumed his pleasure, starting to finger me at the same time. I leaned over to capture his rigid cock between my lips and we licked and sucked at each other until I could feel that he was getting close to orgasm himself.