It was just me, Marge and her husband. "Well so I understand ole Marge made a man of you last week." Marge's husband Paul said to me as he lifted Marg...'s little shirt exposing her tits. I stood silent not sure where this was heading or how he found out I banged his wife. Marge flipped her shirt off and knelt down and pulled Paul's little fat dick from his shorts and took it in her mouth. She would look up at him and then over at me as she sucked his dong. Then she stopped and dropped her. I need to get my mind off the job. I may be tired, but–” “Yeah, uh, listen, that’s why I called,” said Steven, sounding suddenly uncomfortable. “Look, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and…” “And?” “I just don’t think it’s… working out. I think it’s time we started seeing other people.” A cold weight slammed into Katrina’s chest. “What are you saying? You’re breaking up with me? Over the phone?” “Well, um–” “But what happened?”. Her tits were delightfully firm with big ripe nipples exploding out from the tips. Though they were the tits of a girl, they were the most exciting tits he'd ever seen. The oversized nipples were taut and erect, with the wide ring of her dark-pink areolas surrounding them. They looked like two shiny maraschino cherries just waiting to be plucked.His eyes wandered on down to the girl's cunt mound. There were lovely blonde curls of downy soft pussy hair clinging to her soft cunt flesh. The lips. “I’ll have a large double, double and a large hot chocolate. Brad is hot chocolate fine with you, or did you want something else?” Scott asked.“Hot chocolate is fine with me, thank you.”“And another large hot chocolate,” Scott added.“Hi Brad,” Cindy smiled, preparing their order. “Tell your mom, Dad, and Vicky, I said hello.”“Hi Cindy, yeah, I’ll tell them.” Abby looked at Brad raising her eyebrows in surprise that Brad knows this blond-haired beauty. Abby glanced at Cindy’s nice-sized breasts.