He didn't have to work today so he should still be here. She glanced at the clock next to her bed and realized with sudden horror that she was late fo... school.Sara hopped out of bed and ran to the living room. She could smell bacon and toast cooking and knew her dad was attempting to make breakfast. From the slight burning smell she knew that his attempt was not going well. Her dad was great at so many things but cooking had never been his specialty.Sara walked hurriedly into the kitchen and. “It looks like it’s going to burst,” she said when I stopped to rest again. “It feels that way too,” I said. “You can touch me if you want to.” She put her hands on my thighs and stroked them, moving around the back of my legs and up to my buttocks, squeezing and feeling the muscles. Then she moved her hands around to the front, my sides, my belly, my hips and back down to my thighs. Then, her nerve worked up, she took my cock in her hand with a firm grip and gave it a few experimental. He slid one finger in slowly and then a second one, while he continued sucking and nibbling on her clit. Moving his fingers down, he started to rub her asshole, slowly sliding a finger in. She wanted to feel him inside of her so badly. She pulled him up to her and kissed him, tasting her own juices on his tongue. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants, and pulled his fully erect cock out. She got down from the counter, pushing him against the wall. Sliding to her knees, she wrapped her soft. "She.... Never... stops.." Martin said. "I slept like... two hours,total. I think I.... blacked out a few times....It was.... Itwas......AWESOME, DUDE!"Martin sat up, and pulled a pillow over his crotch."You know, you can tell her things like SLEEP or COUCH or EAT and she'lltake a break," Will said laughing. "I probably should have told youthat, huh?" Wouldn't have used them my friend, wouldn't have used them," Martinsmiled in response.Martin got up and walked towards the kitchen. His walk.