" Oh, honey! Don't worry. Something will come along. We'll help you look."There was no doubt about it! They were talking about size. The size of the i...plement used to fuck them! These women believed size mattered. I wondered if they believed in such a thing as too much size.I tried to keep my eyes down as I finished eating and then sipped my coffee. Their conversation continued along the same lines, with nothing said that would dissuade me from believing what they were talking about. An idea. That’s understandable. But now you have to go get more dishes. Preferably heavy duty ones.’ ‘Alright. Do I have to wash the new ones?’ ‘Yup. When you get back, I’ll show you where we keep the soap.’ ‘Okay. Come on, Jay, let’s go.’ Ah, clean-up. Something I do daily, although you couldn’t tell by looking. We have a broom, a mop, a vacuum, and a ton of cleaning supplies, but somewhere along the way, the male species seems to have lost all ability to use any of them. Or maybe its just my boys.. My hands clenched her ass while my tongue snaked inside her tasty slit. Mary began grinding her pussy on my face as I sucked on her swollen clit. As her legs began to tremble, I held her tight to my lips. Nibbling on her was what pushed her over the edge.Mary screamed and cussed before falling backward onto my chest and legs. As she panted like a decathlon runner, I lapped at the fluids flowing from her engorged labia. When she finally got her breathing under control, she said, "Okay, that was. “Fuck yes. Walking around with your panties like that. I’m a man too. You’re just asking to bend over and have a cock buried inside you.”“Maybe you should do it. Teach me a lesson.”“Fuck.”I fucked her even harder now. My fingers dig into her soft, fleshy ass as I pulled her tight against me. Claire’s legs hooked behind me, digging her heels into my ass, beckoning me to unload all my frustrations deep inside her.Then she shoved the bundled up panties right up in my face. “Take a long, deep.