I noticed a scribbled note on the coffee table next to the couch, I picked it up and it read:"Made you breakfast before I left for work, I'll be back ...around 3 or so - Samantha," I smiled at put the note back on the table.I walked into the kitchen to see my breakfast, still fresh from the pan. I brought it to the couch and began to eat. Something was bugging me about what happened last night. I knew it was wrong, but I wondered how Samantha felt about it. I went into her room to see if there was. It was warm and homely, and when she bade him to sit, he sank into a chair, feeling as though he belonged, an emotion that had not crossed his mind since his mother left. Without asking, she poured him a cup of tea and added vast quantities of milk and sugar. ‘Drink,’ she commanded, taking a seat opposite him. She smoothed her dress and stared at him levelly. He ducked his head, trying to avoid her scrutiny, and took a slurp of tea, scalding his mouth. ‘So,’ she said crisply, ‘how are you. Her beautiful tight arsehole. The thought of it raged through my mind as I gobbled hungrily at the cock in front of me, nibbling the tip and running my tongue all over it. The owner of the cock suddenly thrust forward into my throat and I felt sperm shoot out into my mouth. Without hesitation, I swallowed it all down.In came the next cock, again tasting of Amy but also of Kami. Again, I worshipped it as best I could, sucking away until I got my reward of more creamy salty cum, which slipped. Take this morning for instance my friend Steve phoned and warned me that he may be calling in on his way home from the town, but he did ask if I was busy. It is always good to see him, we go back a long way and even if I were busy I would always find time for him. So I had at least one visitor to look forward to today, I had better get busy, there are a lot of chores to get through as well as a little self indulgence. I know; I’ll change into my girlie things and get busy cleaning the place up,.