I should have minded my own business. Instead I knocked on the Connor door with that mis-delivered package in my hands. Mrs. Connor opened it wearing nothing but a silk robe that barely covered her heavy, pale tits. Behind her, Mrs. Williams lounged naked on the couch, legs spread, fingers still wet. They looked at me like they had been waiting for the knock. Mrs. Connor took the box, opened it slowly, and showed me what was inside: a thick strap-on and a bottle of oil. "You came at the right time," she said. Mrs. Williams rose and walked straight to me. She pulled my top down without asking. My small breasts felt suddenly exposed next to their full ones. Mrs. Connor locked the door. Mrs. Williams kissed me first, tongue deep, while Mrs. Connor’s hands slid my skirt up and found how wet I already was. They took turns on the couch. Mrs. Connor went first, pushing the strap-on inside me while Mrs. Williams held my legs open and sucked my nipples until they ached. Then they switched. Mrs. Williams rode my face while Mrs. Connor fucked me from behind, her big tits slapping against my back. Every time I came they made me say thank you. By the time the sun went down I wasn’t thinking about right or wrong anymore. I was thinking about when they would let me come back.
I should have minded my own business. Instead I knocked on the Connor door with that mis-delivered package in my hands. Mrs. Connor opened it wearing nothing but a silk robe that barely covered her heavy, pale tits. Behind her, Mrs. Williams lounged naked on the couch, legs spread, fingers still wet. They looked at me like they had been waiting for the knock. Mrs. Connor took the box, opened it slowly, and showed me what was inside: a thick strap-on and a bottle of oil. "You came at the right time," she said. Mrs. Williams rose and walked straight to me. She pulled my top down without asking. My small breasts felt suddenly exposed next to their full ones. Mrs. Connor locked the door. Mrs. Williams kissed me first, tongue deep, while Mrs. Connor’s hands slid my skirt up and found how wet I already was. They took turns on the couch. Mrs. Connor went first, pushing the strap-on inside me while Mrs. Williams held my legs open and sucked my nipples until they ached. Then they switched. Mrs. Williams rode my face while Mrs. Connor fucked me from behind, her big tits slapping against my back. Every time I came they made me say thank you. By the time the sun went down I wasn’t thinking about right or wrong anymore. I was thinking about when they would let me come back.
