Chan muttered something in Chinese while Mr. Chan grinned broadly and nodded his head.In the kitchen, Jane was preparing the ingredients for her speci...l omelette. Her husband sat on the couch sipping his coffee. A card was on the cushion beside him. “Thanks for the card, hun.”“Welcome, sweetie…more to come…” came the reply over the clatter in the kitchen.“You know what I hate about a birthday today?”“No, what?”“…always feel a bit short-changed…you know”Jane now stood in the kitchen doorway. She. She never deep throated before but was glad her first time was with such a beautifully big cock. The intruder was pulling her head back and forth fucking this sluts mouth for all it was worth. He began to moan and lose himself in the build to his eruption. "Oh fuck yeah, suck that dick slut. Dirty whore fucking suck it!". Feeling himself cumming he forced his dick into Lisa's mouth as far as it would go and erupted his cum down her throat. Lisa began to squeal and pull back but her attacker. I had just pulled my cock out and was ready to start draining my overly full bladder when I heard the door open. I could see Kaye in the reflection of the mirror standing in the doorway with a very interesting smile on her face.I'm like ... get out of here ... what the fuck do you think your doing coming in here ... I'm half serous and half laughing as I'm sure she must be drunk!!She however is not moving. Just standing there looking at me without saying a word. Now I'm starting to get a bit. What a combination. I began thinking how Tommy Z. came over my apartment one night. I had just gotten out of the shower. I had nothing on but a robe. I opened the door to let him in. In one fluid motion, he undid his jeans and picked me up by my butt. I had my hands around his neck and he had his hands squeezing and spreading my cheeks as his tool entered my hot cunt. We fucked standing up right there in the kitchen. Tommy and I had many spur of the moment sexual adventures. Pierre stopped.