“I need to see if my other set of keys is in there; if they’re not, then I lost them.” Again her lips said one thing but those eyes!“No proble....”“Thanks, Danny.”“Call me DJ.”Breakfast has always been my favorite meal to eat out. Though I hadn’t been to Breakfast and Burgers before, the word was the portions were huge and it was the place to eat. Then sit and talk if we wanted. My stories about silly southern housewives nakedly sunning themselves while I worked on their kitchen or bathroom had. One day after work I approached this Colombian woman named Sonny. She was about 5’5”, really large breasts and a very thick butt. She was the classic Hispanic milf at the beach wearing a thong bikini with a mesh sun dress barely covering it. We started talking and I gave her my number. I said we should hang out sometime. I left the parking lot, and not five minutes from leaving she texted me saying she wanted to swim. So I whipped my car around and headed back to the beach. I approached the. . , “ purring as she kissed his auricles, his lobes, trailing softly down his neck, his tensed jaw, to the corners of his mouth ... before Jun reached for hers and enveloped her lips in a passionate mesh of tongue, teeth and saliva.Little nibbles on her lower lip, soft caresses with her tongue on his own, Jun snaked his hands slowly into her jeans; hot, stuffy, wet. He was getting harder by the second, their moans captured within the echo chamber of their mouths.Suddenly, Amy pulled back,. Sam shuddered, drawing her fingers up and slipping them under Carly’s panties, stroking her directly.“Unh, S-Sam…” Moaned Carly, pushing her hips up against the blonde, trying to build some friction.“Christ Carls,” Groaned Sam breathlessly, pressing her lips to the brunette’s throat in fervent kisses.Carly writhed underneath Sam as the blonde’s fingers found her clitoris, flicking over the sensitive nub. Her breath shortened, her nails digging into Sam’s back as the pleasure grew more.