If I didn’t, I’d have to feed him some lame “I lost your card” line if we met again. I had seen him first at Mass, and I didn’t want to be a...ways watching out for him. Actually, I wanted to be watching all of him.I stripped out of my weekend chore scrungy clothes and looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror on the closet door. I enjoyed the image with the sheen of my long black hair, my big brown eyes, and light olive skin. I gazed at my pretty, round breasts and their brown, sensitive. First came snowy, linen tablecloths and napkins with the company logo, followed by fine china and sterling-silver utensils (no plastic knives here). Of course, both china and silver were monogrammed. My cute little menu with a picture of the plane on the front informed me that I had my choice of a Ham and Cheddar Quiche or Eggs Benedict. I chose the latter. Regina was amazing. She served the eight of us flawlessly. Delivering fruit cups, cranberry muffins, our chosen entrees, quite wonderful. His eyes were now fixed on her massive, pert and tanned tits although he was slightly annoyed that her long, thick, wavy black tresses had partially covered one of her breasts.“You have wonderful tits, what bra size are you?” He asked.“Thirty four D.” She sobbed.He nodded in pleasure. “Thirty four D, Chloe’s only a thirty two B.” He then stared at her face, she had lovely full lips they must be great for sucking cock, he thought to himself as his eyes moved from her lips and to her beautiful. She was being double penetrated and skull fucked by three guys, students, teachers, or both, every time I saw her.Mom picked up Sis. I went to Marie’s house with her at Mom’s request. We walked in to her mother being fucked by a next door neighbor. I followed Marie into her bedroom. She turned to me and whispered, “Fuck me, Mike.”I lifted her tunic over her head and began to work her tits. She moaned. She pulled at my tunic and I stopped fondling her long enough to pull it over my head. I let.