” Summer grinned and took another sip of her coffee. “Nice to cook for someone who appreciates it for once.” “Appreciate ain’t a strong enou...h word. Going to need a crane to get out of this chair.” She stood, still smiling, and picked up her plate, sitting it on top of his. “Now the sucky part – washing the dishes.” “Yep.” He groaned and levered up out of the chair. “I’ve got it,” she protested. He shook his head. “I’ll dry.” Summer filled the sink and squeezed in dish washing liquid. “You’re. ” She looks at me intently and with hints of sympathy and sadness but then her mood gradually brightens. “But no more talk of men now.” Her hand reaches down. She rubs her mound teasingly and makes herself more comfortable. I slowly release her leg and, with my nose nestled upon its narrow strip of hair, my tongue begins to explore her pussy. I spread her lips and take my time to savour her and taste the wholesomeness of her body; sweet and aromatic as freshly baked bread. Soon her. Being around him felt good. ********** I held the door for her and she walked into the house and looked around. ‘This is nice,’ she remarked. ‘Thanks,’ I replied. ‘Kitchen’s over there. Come on, I’ll start the coffee.’ It occurred to me I should have done that before I went to pick her up, but I’d had no idea she’d come back with me then. She watched me start the coffee. ‘Where do you keep the cups?’ she asked. ‘In that cabinet over there by the sink.’ She found the mugs and carried two of them. Uska lund jub bhi mummy ki chut me samata thap thap ki awaz sunai deti thi mummy ne apne hath ab round karke uske garden ko pakad liya aur mera dost apna hath piche karke mummy ki pith kuch der tak usne mummy ko aise hi choda kuch der bad mere dost ne apna hath mummy ke jhang ke niche se ghusa ke mummy ko utha liya aur mummy ne piche hath karke uske garden ko pakad liya aur legs ko round karke uske waiste ko pakad liya mere dost ne apna hath mummy ke chutad pe rakh ke unhe apne lund pe uthane.