He then placed his hand on the back of my head and brought my mouth down on his cock. I gave him a couple of quick sucks and then, standing up, a quic... peck on the lips, and said I had to go look after some of the other tables but would be back shortly to take their orders.Retuning later to take their orders I stood at the side of the table between them and asked if they were ready to order.Peter cock was obviously still out of his pants and was pushing his napkin straight up in the air.. ”“Not to worry,” Paul laughed. “I’ve been to enough of Mrs. Coffee’s parties to know that they’ll both be taking it all the way in.”“Get set...” Felicia called out. “Go!”Madison moved first, shoving herself backwards, driving the dildo first into her own asshole, which slipped easily along the shaft down to the wider middle part. Once her sphincter hit the wider lip, she flexed her muscles, her butt cheeks dimpling as she tightened up. She continued pushing back, now shoving the dildo into. "Next time I shop," I said, "you'll have to tell me what you like for breakfast."She snorted. "Food..." she said.I just raised an eyebrow at her, and went on with my breakfast — my usual cereal, toast and orange juice. She settled for cereal and a cup of tea."Got any plans for the day?"She shrugged. "I'm going to give my landlady notice. The deposit should cover the outstanding rent and give me a little over. Then I need to register my change of address with the benefits agency and the job. And so as it was early evening, I just had to offer her a drink and we found ourselves in a beachside bar drinking Caipirinhas. She was a lovely colour, her skin a light brown and her hair a rich shade of chestnut. She was very slim, with fine features and slightly slanting eyes of a hazel brown. She was called Sandra, and worked in a bank not far from my own office. She wasn’t a native of Rio, but told me she had come from an inland region, and was lucky to have made it here without, as she.