’ ‘Braggart,’ Mandy said as she came into the kitchen. ‘Is there anymore of that delicious smelling coffee?’ I poured her a mug and handed i... to her. ‘Creamer and sugar are on the counter.’ ‘Sugar! I’d kill for some sugar,’ Mandy muttered under her breath as she grabbed a spoon and put three heaping ones of sugar in her coffee. She stirred it in and then took a sip. She shivered and then murmured happily, ‘Damn, that’s so good.’ Marla poured her own coffee and added a little cream and sugar.. So we drove to that same park. The one everyone makes out in after dark. I love to have my breast massaged. So after a few drinks. I pulled a oil based lotion out of my purse. I asked him to do me a really Big favor. Would he mind rubbing the oil all over my breast. He smiled and said If he massage my breast I have to massage his cock with the same oil. I moved around in my chair. I knew what that meant. He was aiming to fuck me that night. I got so horny. I told him only if you don't try to. With a gentle push on my shoulders she lowers my chest down into a padded leather table. "It's been a while since I've gotten to do this." Ashley seductively whispers into my ear. I'm so caught up in her rubbing and playing with my balls that it takes me a second to realize that she's also spread my cheeks and is massaging her way into my ass hole. We've experimented with this before, but it's not even a semi-regular thing for us. But as she releases my balls and starts stroking my shaft. ” Naomi couldn’t help but smile back. She didn’t think that it was possible for Marco to look even more handsome. The whole situation she found was so surreal for her. Here she was alone in the kitchen with Chef Marco, and here he was feeding her the most decadent dessert ever, and smiling at her. Naomi’s insides felt like cajeta, warm and gooey, as she smiled back at him. “Um, I should probably be leaving now,” Naomi said pulling her bag over her shoulders. She had turned to walk away when he.