“Nothing special” she exclaimed, “just like salty tea. I’d rather have the real thing but at least I’ve tried it now”She walked over to th... kitchen bench and asked if I wanted bacon and eggs. “You’re fucking depraved” I told her.“I know” she laughed “ but do you want breakfast?”I walked over to her at the bench, pushed my half hard cock into her bum crack and reached around filling my hands with her lovely full tits and nibbled her neck.“Reckon you can cook and fuck” I asked. “You betcha -. I shifted uneasily in mychair as I involuntarily flashed on the image of mytongue flicking across the pink button of her throbbingclitoris. “That’s too bad,” I said carefully. What are yousupposed to say to something like that? HEY, GIRL,I’LL SHOW YOU HOW IT’S DONE seemed kind of crude. “Have you ever had a problem like that?” she asked. “No,” I admitted, hoping it didn’t sound like I wasbragging. “In fact, I’m a. We looked through her pics , there was a lot ,she had been busy taking selfies, some older which Sarah had been around at the time of taking . Unfortunately the naked ones were hidden by a password ,which was a shame as I thought she was sexy . Janet was in her forties, short blonde hair,not skinny but what you would call full bodied without being fat . Been on her own for a while after her divorce, Sarah had always had an idea she was into the ladies especially after some drunken nights out. I glanced into Sherrie's eyes and she gave me a mischievous grin, then just a quick little wave and said "sweet dreams". My heart and very blue balls sunk. As I wandered back to my apartment, I was wishing that I would have filled her teasing little hand with my cum.I had stripped to my boxers when I heard a light knock on my door. I looked through the peephole and felt a surge of lust when I saw Sherrie with that mischievous grin on her face, still dressed in her bridesmaid gown. As I opened.