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I hear laughing and giggling as I approach the kitchen. Sharon, Jennifer, BJ, Allison, Diane, and John are all sitting at the dining room table eating. Sammy was making a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs (one pan with cheese mixed in and the other one just eggs) both bacon and sausage with toast if you wanted. “Hey, boss, what would you like for breakfast. feet Eggs with or without cheese?” Bobby asks. “Without, some bacon and about two slices of toast and butter,” I say to him. As I sit down at the head indian of the table, Jennifer pops up and pours me a glass of pineapple juice. “Don’t want you to miss out on keeping yourself as tasty as you already are,” she says to me as she hands me the glass of juice before kissing me. I look around and ask, “Where’s the new girl?” “Still sleeping. Apparently, she’s not used to several hours of fabulous sex. She told me last night that her last boyfriend was a 5-minute man,” causing all the ladies at the table as well as both chefs to laugh. “Wow, a whole five minutes, or was that spread out over the whole day?” I asked sarcastically, which drew more giggles from the ladies. I’m going to cuuummm!” I cry out! She said it was the first time she felt sexually satisfied. She looked at Philip. I reached down to stroke her cheek and head as she whiled away, causing her a start. “So who else? “You are in distress. As we slowly masturbated I told him all about my day and Clara indian and Emma. She whimpered into her husband's lips feet as I buried to the hilt in her. He killed my sister! “No, a proper Jeep.” The cream ran down my thighs. "May I come Master?" “Um….” his tone instantly changed and he sat up straight.