“Come on over, Julia. It’s your turn now.”Damn! It was our young waitress from Mam
“Come on over, Julia. It’s your turn now.”Damn! It was our young waitress from Mama Rosa’s Cafe where my girlfriend, Amy and I had dinner this evening. She had flirted with us nonstop. Proudly showing off her cleavage. And making jokes at us being ‘less endowed’ when she knew we were both interested. But as we were leaving, Amy was the one she gave her address to, with specific instructions.Now, she was face-timing with me from Amy’s phone. “Your needy friend is beginning to bore me.” The hand moved from her breasts giving me a full view, then replaced by a fistful of Amy’s blonde hair as she guided Amy’s well used face to its target where Amy latched on. Then I received a text with an address.“There’s plenty for both you sluts. Get here soon.” -- source link
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