Moments later a young woman, likely in her late teens, stopped at their table. “Hi, I’m Sherry, your server.” The design of the white shirt drew...attention to her red tartan bra-clad breasts that were very close to the size of Lisa’s.Sherry asked if they wanted to order anything from the bar. Dan stayed with diet pop while Tina and Lisa had a rye and ginger. “I’ll take your menu order when I return.” Sherry paused a moment looking at Dan, “Are you Tom Hanks pretending to be someone else?”“I wish. "Sorry, Miss Blythe," he groaned. "Your pussy feels great!"His hips pistoned quickly and pleasure rippled through me from our friction. I had been fucked plenty of times over the summer, mostly at the Church of the Living Gods, but a teenage boy had a certain enthusiasm, a frantic need to spill his cum, that was quickly bringing me to an orgasm. My desk creaked as it slid an inch on the floor. Everything on my desk rattled from the force of his thrusts, and a pencil cup fell over with a. And you will get your reward.” I said hoarsely because she was really good at it. It must be one of the best blowjobs I had ever had. I was groaning in pleasure. But it was interrupted by the doorbell. It was a little annoying. She looked at me apologetically. What could I do?“Okay, get the door.” I waved at her and plopped down on the sofa.She put on her baggy shirt and wrapped the bath towel around her waist. She peeked the door and opened the door.“Sanjana, did something happen?”I heard a. I figured out her tits over her shirt and started moving my finger on her tits which aroused her instantly. She got up and pulled her shirt offI pulled her close to me and opened the buttons of her jeans. As she removed her shirt I saw that she was wearing my favorite bra and I realized that she too was game for tonight. Before I could digest seeing the 32 tender boobs covered with a purple satin bra, giving her boobs a perfect shape, she dropped herself on the bed facing the ceiling. I got on.