Once the meal was concluded, the women decided that they had to talk, and I was left to washing the dishes. Once they returned, gleaming kitchen speak...ng to my domestic prowess, I drew Brenda in for a hug, and inquired, “So, what are your thoughts about my getting a rematch?”She looked at me askance, and asked, “Did you not get enough lovin’ last night, from yon hard bodied teen? She spun a tale of sexual bliss that Penthouse Letters could only wish that they could publish! And, you want. You wanna come by?”Like I said before, I had a really hard time making friends. Here was this kid, who not only wasn’t harassing me, but was extending a hand of friendship out to me. On top of that, he only lived about a block away from me, so I wouldn’t get in trouble with my family for coming home too late. Whatever jacking off was, I figure I’d go over to his place and find out how to do it. We got off the bus a few houses away from his. “By the way, I’m Antonio.” “I’m Miguel.”“Whose class. I rubbed her firm plump tits as she bounced up and down on my cock."Oh baby, your tits are fuckin' unbelievable," I mumbled in praise before I lowered my mouth and began to lather her beautiful bouncing breasts."Mmmm, I love it when you hold them like that daddy. Suck 'em daddy!" God, Stacie you feel so good in my hands, I fucking love you baby." I exclaimed holding her right breasts with my left hand as my right hand fondled her tight ass as she continued to ride my prick."FUCK! DADDY! OH GOD,. We changed our path and headed for what looked like a cafeteria. That should be safer for a lack of waitresses.We went in and found that it looked very much like the kind of cafeteria that I was used to, except for the way the servers were dressed. Namely, they weren't! Every woman working in the cafeteria was naked, except for flip-flops. Well, not quite every woman—those doing the serving up of food were wearing transparent aprons to protect their skin from hot food. These women were all.