It didn't take Peg long to find out that there were only three people she could tell her numbers to. Her mother and father were two of them; I was the...third.We lived on the other side of town, maybe nine miles from Peg and her family. My father had ridden in on a white horse and swept my mother off her feet and taken her away from the old neighborhood. He always said it was because he couldn't stand the smell of borscht. Mama always said it was because he couldn't stand her relatives around him. ”A doorbell chimed as we entered the store. It was small, with a seating area to the right. Five tables and chairs around them. A few people were sitting down, talking, and laughing. The walls were ivory colored and had large images of men playing various musical instruments. Soft music was playing in the background. Someone singing about traveling through time to make up with her lost lover. Trust me, lady, it does not work like that.Elena led me to the bar with high stools. I sat down with. We fell to the floor as Maverick pulled his cock from Mike who gave out a sharp "ouch!" Along with the "pop" of the still huge knot forcefully removed from his ass.We all had a light breakfast before we started again. All through breakfast Sara kept chasing Maverick from her wet pussy. By the time Sara finished her coffee, she gave in. Throwing her legs over the arms of the chair Maverick drove his cold nose in her body. Liz played with Sara's nipples as Maverick licked the discharge oozing. I tried to put my tongue through to which she flinched and asked “What are you doing?” I had to explain that it was known as the French kiss and the tongues get intertwined. We did that for a while and slowly I started massaging her boobs. She let out a soft moan, after a while I took her top off and let out her beautiful perky boobs from the bondage of bra and started sucking it like a small thirsty little child trying to suck the milk out of his mothers’ boobs. She was heaving and moaning.