"Will a waffle and eggs suit you, Mr. Sammy?" A waffle and eggs sounds like it will hit the spot," I said, already on my way to the stairs."I'll make ...nough for the Missus. Maybe you can get her to eat something," Margaret suggested and I told her it was a good idea.The shower was the best I could remember taking, ever. The showers after grueling football games, when the field was muddy, didn't measure up to this one. I remembered a shower after a game when we'd been disgraced, outscored, and. Now how would she feel if he did this?He moved in on Marilyn, who didn't even glance over at Jeanie. He moved his weight from foot to foot, working his way in towards her. He glanced over to check out Jeanie's reaction. She was breathing hard and watching his cock. She must of felt his gaze, because she looked up at him briefly, just a quick glance, then back to his hips swaying in front of Marilyn. Her hand unsnapped her jeans and plunged down inside her pants. I guess that answers how she. You've been staring at my ass for the last hour and a half. Besides, I'd like to see what you have too.' With that, I pulled off my T-shirt. I wasn't wearing a bra and my nipples were stiff from rubbing against my shirt and thinking about Alan." Amy looked down at Chrissie. She had her eyes closed and was slowly working the fake cock in and out of her little pussy."What happened then?" Chrissie asked."I dropped my shorts and panties and walked over to Alan. He was just standing there dumb. She knows she has my permission to have sex with a younger black man since I can seldom perform any longer. On the night before we left he texted her and asked if he could come over to the condo and tell us good bye. We both know what he actually wanted and that was to fuck her. We discussed it and I encouraged her to ask him over but he didn't get off work until 2a.m. and we had an early flight out the next morning. She decided she was just to tired and it didn't happen. But here is what I am.