As I climbed out of bed, I realized that many of my muscles were feeling fatigued and my pussy was sore. Just then I realized what the taste was in my... mouth... I jumped out of bed and soon realized that my butt was hurting too. I ran into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The first thing I noticed was the dried white residue around my mouth and on my chin. My hair was stuck together in clumps. As I looked more closely it confirmed the taste in my mouth...no it couldn't be! I brought my. I grabbed a handful of her still damp hair and produced my cock sliding it in her mouth. She put her hands on my legs to push me away. I let her push off slightly and slapped her face and pushed my cock back in her mouth. I roughly face fucked her for a few minutes and she started taking it down her throat and I could tell she was enjoying it too much. I pulled my cock from her mouth and told her to get up pulling her up to her feet. She stood up and I positioned her over the back of the chair.. ." What size were you when you started your weight loss program?" Um. Sixteen." Be honest, Shirley. It's me. You were an eighteen."No! "I had a couple of size eighteens, but most of my stuff was sixteen." I protested."OK. What size was the dress that Jim recently purchased for you? The one that looks hot."Wendy had a point. Quietly, I answered, "Fourteen."My friend nodded. "I guess he hypnotized you into getting skinnier. He can be quite the bastard, huh?"I didn't want to answer her, but I. ”“Thanks for reminding me. I’ve already heard it from my mom and dad.”He nodded. “Care for some breakfast? A real breakfast?”She gave him a curious look. “Like?”“Like bacon and eggs? Pancakes? Belgian waffles? You name it.”“Uh, maybe.”“How about waffles, bacon, maybe some sausage?” Rebecca’s eyes widened and she licked her lips involuntarily. “Waffles and bacon, it is.” He went to the pantry and then the refrigerator, and pulled out the ingredients, and followed that with a few pots and pans..