He couldn't remember the last time she had made breakfast let alone one this elaborate."Wow, this is great!" he leaned close to capture the wonderful ...mells rising from his plate. "What's the special occasion?" Why just thanking my special man for a wonderful date last night."She grinned and turned back to the stove wiggling her hips as she moved. Evan practically swallowed his tongue as he watched her move. He had never seen her move like that before. Her hips rolled and shimmied, nothing. Fortunately sheaccepted my explanation, conceding that not only did I look very likeHannah, but also I looked very good and that anyone who hadn't known thetwo of us would not have realised that I wasn't what I appeared to be, alovely, attractive young lady. Now it was my turn to be puzzled as thisdressing up wasn't solely about missing Hannah any longer, as I wasentirely captivated by the image I could see in the mirror. Mum broughtme down to earth by asking me whether she was going to be. The sensations of her wet flesh rubbing along my prick was arousing me more and more, and I could feel my orgasm building. I moved faster and faster, feeling Janelle pressing her breasts tighter against my prick, until I stiffened, feeling that hot rush as I started to come.The first big spurt hit Janelle low on her neck, and as I continued to slide my prick between her breasts, I could feel hot jets of come shooting out around my knob, making her skin even slicker. She moaned with pleasure as. “Oh, my God!” Karissa moaned, as she grabbed a black pillow and placed it over her face. She breathed into it as she tried to calm herself down. The recurring orgasms felt fucking incredible. “Get on your knees,” Jason instructed. “Turn around and get on your knees. Come on.” As soon as Karissa slowed her breathing rate, she spun around and got down on her knees. “What are you going to do now?” she asked him. “Just watch,” he answered. “You'll find out soon enough.” Then Jason lowered.