I was sitting at the couch and she started cooking and washed some utensils, I couldn’t help noticing her long sexy legs and those bare thighs which...were revealed because of her mini skirt. With the flowing air, her skirt used to rise and it was also raising my dick, I felt an urge to touch her but somehow controlled my feelings. Soon she was done with her sandwich making and we ate them with some of red wine. She again went to make dinner for us and again I started staring at her thighs, this. I removed his cock from my mouth, leant over and started fondling his balls with my mouth. I lifted my head back up and sucked his cock a bit more. I took my shirt off and Sam removed my pants to reveal my naked arse and cock. I leant over and sucked his cock while he let out a few more moans. I deep throated his dick and he loved it.His cock was now nice and lubed up with my saliva. He stood up, bent me over and slapped my arse. I loved it. Finally I was about to take Sams cock. He slowly. Pulling her legs back, she came with a wash of pleasure that made her want to laugh, her anus gripping his finger as she threw her head back against the sofa. He held on, licking and probing as she squirmed and reveled in the release of their loving, her legs snapping shut around his head, trapping him in the softness and warmth of her sex."Oh, I can feel you coming on my tongue! Oh, that feels so good!" he mumbled, licking hard along the length of her inner lips, pushing the gusset of her. "You must really like the food here huh? You've been in here almost everyday for the past couple of weeks," she teases. Stacy takes a deep breath and clears her throat. She bravely lifts her head to her adorable server. "It's um, a really nice… atmosphere in here. You know… to be in. Work in." "I like it too," the waitress adds casually. "Well, let me know if I can get you anything else, alright dear?" Stacy's stomach is in knots. Oh my god… she called me dear! What does she mean by that? Does.