A little bit of meat for some shape on the backside and tight little hips only accentuating their shape enough to demonstrate their fertility.Being th...e brazen, cocky, and smug hockey player I am I pipe up, "Holy shit, if all the coffee shops greet their customers with an ass like that I am sold on this place."Much to my pleasure the person connect to the sculpted piece of art stood up and before me was a strawberry blonde beauty staring me straight in the eye. Her hair was the middle of her. “Jenny! Connie!” He exclaimed staring at the two girls in his life. Connie froze. Her mother swore. “I knew she was just like you Jenny but I didn’t know this much like you,” he said. “Jesus Christ you two couldn’t at least do this when I was away?” He said even though as he stared at his wife’s ass and his daughter’s sprawled legs he was being aroused. “Don’t you like,” his wife asked sitting up spreading Connie’s lips and letting her tongue flick against the girls clit. He swallowed feeling. Looking at her watch, she saw that she still had time to make her date with Rob. Freed from worrying about her experiment for a while, she could turn to her tension over Rob. Rob Fresnik had been dating Cynthia for almost a year now. All this time, he had respected her wishes to not cross the line in their relationship. Her family, while not religious, had firmly taught her that sex was for marriage. It surprised even her that she had managed to avoid sex through out her undergraduate and. His flute was swollen, he was ready for shooting. He pushed me in without saying a word. But the most important things are said without words.It did not last long, he shot long, powerful, I felt the sperm spray in me. While I still had that heavy whistle in my mouth. The two men almost touched each other and occasionally gave each other a tongue kiss. In that was very strange.My neighbor was empty. He went away from me. That blonde, placed that piston against my cat again. She slurped the seed.