Now that I have had my appetizer, I'm ready for breakfast."That sounded good to me, but right after breakfast I was going to have to do something abou... my physical and sexual stamina. Did I tell you that my sister was a good cook? She was probably one of the best cooks that I had ever known. I'm not saying that she cooked the healthiest foods, but as far as taste went, she couldn't be beat. I sat down to a breakfast of biscuits and gravy, bacon and eggs, hash browns, and buttered toast, topped. I almost completely slip out when Jenny slides back down again slowly, my hips automatically lifting to meet hers.We both start to moan loudly as we carry on moving up and down, with each stroke of my hard cock we speed up, my hands lifted up and massage Jenny's firm breasts, rolling each nipple between my finger and thumb.The headboard starts to bang against the wall as our movements grow faster and faster, sweat is pouring down Jenny's beautiful body making her glisten in the light.I can feel. "Oh, of course, you won't recognise me without the beard. I'm the Santa from the Quick Shop department store. Christy told me all about you. She's very fond of her mum," I explained. "I'm glad she let you know that," she replied. "The amount of trouble she gives me, you would never guess." "The name's David," I said, putting down my beer and extending my hand. "Sue," she replied. Her hand was soft and warm. "Christy told me she didn't care what she got for Christmas. She was only thinking of. She felt him jump and pinch down on her nipple. He had to restrain himself from pushing her head down onto his manhood. He knew he had to allow her to go at her own pace. Sensing his need she took as much of his manhood into her mouth and began sucking and moving her tongue around it. It tasted of him, mild, and clean. Moving her head up and down, from side to side she sucked and stroked his dick. To her surprise its seemed to grow harder and longer in her mouth. Sliding up with just the head.