. "Martin! Martin, dinner's ready!"... into his mouth, as he hand probed her breasts, pulling her laced bodice open and freeing her fine, large breast..., their dark nipples erect with... "Martin! What is taking you so long? Dinner is on the table! Would you please hurry up?"Damn it! Martin Willoughby opened his eyes.Oh, well, he thought. Maybe later.Getting up, he pulled up his pants, flushing the toilet for effect. He checked his image in the mirror, to make sure he didn't have a bulge in the. It was still early enough for me to find a parking space right outside the front door.In a couple of hours, the church-going crowds would be filling up the chairs and wolfing down the pancakes and syrup. I think the place lost money on the pancakes but it didn’t stop me from doing the same thing when the urge hit my hunger button. Their coffee was always hot and black just the way I liked it.There was a usual splattering of drunks and bums not making any trouble and looking in their empty. Laying back, Mary pulled her legs up as high as she could. Reaching between them Ann pushed Mary's legs wider. The sent of her vaginal fluids made Ann's mouth watering. Kissing the inside of her thighs, Ann moved closer to her target. Running her tongue up the swollen labia and the other, Ann savored the taste. Using her thumbs Ann spread Mary open, exposing her inner folds. Stabbing it with her tongue Ann teased Mary's clit. The sound of Mary's breathing gave Ann the clue she was doing it. I didn't know what to expect, but the girl who met me, Claire, was very friendly and quickly put me at my ease. She had the standard white uniform on, but I couldn't help notice how shapely she was – she was maybe 23 or 24, a few years younger than me, but very curvy. She had a lovely smile, matching her deep blue eyes and blonde hair. I was really looking forward to being massaged by her.She took me into the massage area and suggested I strip off and put on the towel provided. She told me.