I looked up and could see you smile. You moved your butt on my lap. I got harder and harder. I knew what you were doing. I kept thinking, “just ...wait till halftime, lol.” You reached over and kissed my neck. I moved my head to the side but kept my eyes on the game. I was trying to be so strong, lol. You moved in front of me and kissed me. OMG, you tasted so sweet. I looked at you and said, “really!! Right now?” You laughed and nodded. I looked around you to see that my team was down. As she sits back down next to me I have he a massive kiss and congratulated her with a little squeeze of her butt. She turns to my ear and whispers “I almost came on the way back to table with the eggs rubbing inside me” . With that she reaches under the table and pulls out the eggs. When asked what she was doing. She says “I know what the games are and if I leave them in they will fall out”. With that Sam and jack come up to the table and both hug her. And place two shots on the table. Already. ’ I was poised in a shallow arc with only my shoulders and heels touching the mattress. Miranda’s thrusts were firm and smooth. I knew I couldn’t hold that position for very long with her pushing down so strongly, but I resolved to last as long as my strength allowed, for her sake. Surely she had done some personally uncomfortable things for the sake of my pleasure. Not to say that I was receiving no pleasure from this. Her slick folds repeatedly ran the length of my shaft, and when she pressed. She felt her pussy tighten, as a flow of her pussy juice escaped down her thigh. "A…are you hungry, Joe?" Robin stammered as her lip disappeared in her mouth at his touch on her clit. "For you, always…now," Joe whispered, as he rubbed her clit. "Yes, I am hungry for breakfast," Joe moaned as Robin slid her hand under his towel, grasping his cock, giving it a squeeze. Robin broke his grasp, asking him, "Bacon and eggs okay? Do you have an apron I can wear while I cook, Master? You do not want me.