Mari preened and sighed.

“I only wish I could spoon with you every night. I can't wait until next Saturday."

I grinned. It was Sunday morning now, and Mari had gotten another

‘sleepover’ with Belle to excuse her absence last night. We figured she could get at least one more next Saturday night as well. "Benefit of going first. You got two weekends out of the deal.”

Mari got a slightly sad expression, and for a second I worried that I'd said something to upset her.

Blinking, I frowned and asked, "Uh, unless you don't want to stay over next weekend. I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to.”

“Oh, I want to. I want to," she assured me.

“No, when you mentioned getting two weekends, it just reminded me that there's a time limit on this vacation. Don't get me wrong, I'd been dreaming of having a night like last night for years, and it was everything I hoped it would be.

It almost made me forget I'LL have to give you back to the other girls a week from now.”

She looked sad again, and I felt the impulse to tell her it was still possible she wouldn't have to give me back a week from now. If Mari and

I well and truly fell in love, she might never have to give me back.

But the more mature part of me realized I shouldn't give her inflated hopes like that unless I had some reason to believe I'd deliver, so instead I caressed her cheek once more and said, “Even though everybody dreads the end of any vacation, we try not to focus on the ending.

Instead, focus on getting the most out of each day. Enjoy it for what it is, so that in the end you go home with nothing but fond memories."

Mari grinned.

“I had some great memories Last night." Her eyebrows waggled suggestively.

I made a face.

“I dunno... that movie was kinda crappy."

Mari giggled. "I meant other memories."

I laughed with her. "I know."

While the BTC girls had all gone home after my Saturday morning six-girl facial, Mari had returned a Little before dinnertime with an overnight bag, eager to start her first evening as “my girlfriend”. She didn't want to go to a fancy restaurant but neither did she want to just hang out and grab fast food. We settled on a rather normal high school “dinner and a movie" date, going out to the local Italian chain restaurant known for breadsticks and heavy cream sauces, and then the stadium seating Cineplex by the mall. Quality films were hard to come by in early-March, and the rom-com Mari picked definitely did NOT fall into the category of quality films. Still, she raised the armrest between us, cuddled up against my side, and snuggled beneath my arm.

If you asked me, my couch at home would've been more comfortable, and it wasn't like the shitty movie needed a big screen, but I certainly couldn't complain about the company.

We watched the movie in relative silence. Mari cried a Little when the main characters separated in the fourth act due to some stupid misunderstanding that would've never happened in the first place had the main guy just admitted the truth five seconds earlier. She cried again when the couple reunited, so even if I didn't care much for the film, I at least considered the movie a success if she enjoyed it well enough. Even so, I think Mari was even happier to walk around the mall holding my hand Like so many of the other young couples around us than she was about the movie.

We chatted about the film on the drive back to my place, Mari waxing poetic about the mysteries of love and me poking holes in the plotline's lazy writing. But I kept my tone light and Mari playfully defended the movie, and in the end, we agreed to disagree because we were back at my place and I told her I'd much rather suck on her big boobies. Mari agreed that it would be a better use of our time.

I actually didn't get to suck on her big boobies right away. My horny little angel was in too much of a hurry to get laid, and after stripping down to her underwear, my voluptuous vixen bent herself over the foot of my bed, slid the strap of her panties aside, and started rubbing herself while moaning how much she needed her boyfriend to come pleasure her.

Squatting down, I held the strap of her panties to one side and started licking the lovely Latina's succulent snatch from behind. Then I peeled the flimsy fabric down to her ankles and had her step out of them so I could have unfettered access to Mari's lush wonderland of curves. I slapped her big booty cheeks and spread the globes to the sides, giving me room to lick my way up her butt cleavage until I came to her crinkled anus. Stiffening my tongue, I gave her a rimjob and started fingerbanging her cunt. And I didn't stop until I gave her a screaming orgasm.