He told me, “I'm with your ISP, and here to check on your internet service.” I couldn't believe it! This guy shows up from out of nowhere to check... on my internet service! “It's working just fine”, I told him, ready to go back to chatting.Then he said, “I'm not really here to check your service. I'm here to meet meat.” He must have seen my face turn pale, but I tried to play dumb anyway and said, “What are you talking about?”“Look, I work with your ISP and tracked your IP address and I know that. They filled up their coffee mugs while I poured myself a big glass of milk and then we all sat down for our breakfast. A lot of the conversation around the table was last-minute teasing about the gifts we’d bought for each other, and Mom and Dad ribbed me about how much I’d agonized about the gift I’d bought for my ‘first real girlfriend’ and what to get her mother.I don’t think I agonized too much. I went in knowing what I wanted to give them, but it took a while to find something I could. Amanda cried out with her second orgasm and begged me to stop giving her so much pleasure.Linda said, “Fuck her harder. Drive her crazy. She is giving me multiple orgasms. Don’t stop. I love it.”Amanda said, “Oh yes. That’s it. Oh my God, my husband has never made me feel that good before.”Then Linda said, “Put it in her ass. Finish her off. Fill her bowels with your cum.”Amanda said, “I’ve never done anal before.”Linda replied, “There is always a first time. Relax and you will enjoy it. They ate them warm, rather than wait an hour for them to get hot. They had bread wiped with very soft margarine with the back of a red KFC spoon. They used the bread to wipe up the food left behind on the paper plates that he used, then tossed them.They lay on opposite ends of the swag.Damian thought he must have broken some rule until he realised he was looking straight up inside a very pretty vagina which has seen some continuous use this morning by its moist redness. She couldn't leave it.