" Pete, I'll make breakfast, but I need a kiss first." You need a shower, I've had mine. I'll get us something to eat." Pete, just give me a few more ...inutes. I'm going to love being married to you. Let's make it a rule that Sunday morning breakfast is your chore while I lay here and think about how lucky I am." You got it, sweetheart."Before the coffee was done though, arms went around me. "Pete, I don't want to let you out of my sight. I love our home. I'd be satisfied with living with you in. I leaned her down and we began to make out while Marcus reached around and began to pinch her nipples. Her moans began to vibrate through my mounts as our lips were still connected. Marcus pulled his dick out of her ass and I pulled out of her pussy. We moved Grace off of the bed and to where she was standing next to the bed. Marcus lifted Grace off of the ground to where he was able to stick his dick in her pussy while I came in from behind and stuck my dick in her ass. Grace's screams filled. Then she spoke, her voice still a little breathless from her exertions while stroking my cock. “First of all,” she said, “my name’s Amy; please stop calling me Cheryl, OK, honey?” She laughed flirtatiously and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. I was completely dumbfounded – I just stared at the unbelievable vision of sexiness before me. She told me she had been approached about thirty minutes ago in a coffee shop, by a young girl who said she was looking for her boyfriend’s apartment.. She kept her mouth still on his cock and felt it engorge in her mouth filling it completely. She moaned softly. With her hair wrapped tight in his fist, he gripped the back of her head and shoved her head down, completely driving his cock down her throat, holding her still, forcing her to take it all, wedged tight, and making her gasp for air. Drool seeped out the corners of Cassie’s mouth and her saliva coated his cock. He pulled her head slightly up to grab a quick breath then plunged her.