Pyx then walked in. "Hey! Save some for me." She started unfastening my pants.I pushed both of them away. "Ladies! Please! I am here for lunch only. I...have too much work to do."Both of them moaned in disappointment."Before we eat, I have something for you, Vonda." For me? Really?"I handed her the brown paper parcel.She eagerly unwrapped it.Inside was a large black plastic dog bowl. On it, in white letters, was the word "VONDA".She looked confused. "I ... I don't understand." It's very simple.. Kept going like a dog ramming her where phat phat phat phat sound was full in the room with my thighs slapping her butts and my balls hitting her ass as well.She was soo much wet that I could feel her juices dropping down her thighs and I knew she had her orgasm but I hadent.I shouted like m cummmminggggggg and this is where that bitch second lady came near me which I hadn’t seen what she and radhika were upto in my fuck to this lady, took out my tool and started sucking it like a bitch yes. It was Jenn, but she sounded like she was having an asthma attack she was so out of breath. “Yea, it’s me. Are you ok?” “Ssshhhh! Yea, I’m ok. Sorry.” “Are you sure? You sound out of breath.” “Is anyone else here?” Ruth-Ann listened for a second. “No, no one. Everyone is in the other room getting ready. Which we should be doing also.” Another pause. “Ok, come here.” “Come over there. Are you sure you are ok?” “Yea, come here.” If anything, Jennifer’s breathing was getting worse, and Ruth-Ann. So faster than a ferret down a rabbit hole and speedier than a stoat up a drainpipe and zippier than the unzipping of a zipper to release its proud, penile, prisoner to plunge proudly into a provocatively proffered pussy, I showered, fixed makeup and hair, wriggled into my school uniform, ate a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios to keep me cheery, and sashayed my way out of the house, a vision of perky, pokie, post-pubescent scrummy dumptiousness. A vision with sensitive, hurty, grape tomato nublets.