I made us a nice breakfast.”Mike took the cover off each platter and Sandy’s eyes popped wide open. There was eggs, pancakes, waffles, bacon, Fre...ch toast and fresh fruit.“I suppose this is all for you?” What are you going to make me eat?”“No, Sandy. This is for the both of us. It is part of your reward. It is called a farmer’s breakfast.”Sandy ravenously started eating everything she could. Mike wasn’t sure if she would even use a fork and knife, and she barely came up for breath while. I watched in the mirror as Pat worked his chiseled body up to my abs and then on top of mine, his cute ass reflecting in the mirror. The tip end of his tool touched my pussy. I looked at his face. He was so very easy and gentle in his approach. I was the one who couldn’t hold back. “Put it in me,” I begged, pushing my hands down to grab his manhood. I worked the tip end of his massive tool around the outside of my vagina, before positioning him for entry. He slipped the head of his cock into. She will fuck me before the night is through,” was his answer.He did have his turn at about number ten. At last call she took three guys with her. I waited outside until an hour before dawn when the three stumbled out of the room. I walked in before the door closed and saw her there in the messy bed, eyes closed and legs spread as if still ready for another hard one.When she opened her eyes and saw me there, she curled up in a ball and began sobbing.All I said was, “Get cleaned up and let’s go. Before I know it, she's over me. I see that her skin is wet with perspiration. Her vagina is over my face. Her muscular thighs on either side of me. Her legs are powerful from all the basketball practice. After all, she's the captain of the team. And now she's lowering herself down onto me. My mouth opens and I drink deeply from her, tasting her juices. She wets my face and I feel like her pussy is the only thing in the world. I taste the earthy deliciousness of her pussy mixed with the.