He stopped after the first mouthful. "Damn, these are good. So many of the chain restaurants just stir the eggs up in a dish, throw them on the grill ...ntil they look like an omelet, then put them on your plate. Look at these," he said motioning with his fork. "These are scrambled eggs. I hate to say this, especially after what I was thinking after she started talking about the grits, but these might just be the best scrambled eggs I've ever eaten. If not, they'll rival the ones we've been. Hey Bec I stopped short. Mom looked over from the living room and the piece of pizza she was eating while still in her fucked up, cum-covered state dropped out of her hand and onto her lap. Holy fucking shit Becks, I think you can take this win, mom said in shock. Becca was in the most ridiculous state ever. Her face looked like shed put a mask over top of it, with the cum at least a quarter inch thick, still dripping from her face. Her eyes were completely caked, and you could barely make out. And then I came. Hard. And came. As I came for a third time, he exploded deep up into me. I kicked the covers away. I sat up, my thighs straddling his hips, my feet beside his knees, and I resumed a slow up and down ride on him. We must have been at this twenty, maybe thirty minutes, when I told him my clit was tingling. He repositioned himself, so that every time he thrusted upward and I sank down over him, his throbbing would drive straight into my quivering clit. It only took 5 or 6 such. ’ His tongue continued to worm its way into her rectum. He licked up the crack of her ass, then back down, returning to her backdoor for more of the same hot turn-on he’d been giving her. Her hand lovingly caressed his cock. She liked his size, his hardness, the eagerness his prick always showed as it fought to get inside her. She searched her memory for another experience like this one. Most clients were relatively easy: a little sucking, a good fuck, with the occasional guy wanting to put it.
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