Too flustered to think up any witty retorts, I kept my head down and scoffed my breakfast and, on finishing it, announced “well ladies….many thanks for the delicious breakfast” and as I spun on my stool and stepped off it, I turned towards Sam – “my compliments to the chef”. Jess was wearing a tight narrow boob tube that outlined her hard little tits and nipples to perfection and her what looked like home made ‘Daisy Duke’ shorts, that were too loose and cut too short, revealed the swell of a puffy cunt lip. She pushed her upper body up with her arms and continued the gently back and forth movement….but now she began sliding her body a little further up each time…I felt her cunt spasm as my cockhead slipped past her mons and her meaty lips folded around it, a soft groan came from deep within her…a few more back and forths and my throbbing, oozing cockhead wedged against the entrance to her tight creamy tunnel…I felt her shudder softly and tighten…”You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to” I said softly….she pushed back a little harder and held the pressure…I could feel her cunt flexing on my knob….another cunt spasm and she pushed back some more…as hard as my cock was, any more pressure and I
