When in the kitchen, it was a designer’s showcase and an entertainer’s dream. As the bags were set gently on the counter next to the fridge, two mobile kids (probably 5 and 3) tear into the room and around the island counter, nearly knocking the two of us over. Chasing them to the eat-in table, the three of college us join the non-mobile child, stuck in a highchair, and craft projects strewn across the surface. Kelly saw me sit down and ask about the projects on the table and have every project explained to me by the kids while she made quick work of the groceries. As her body flowed through the process of storing the groceries, my glances must have become obvious, watching her movements and admiring her figure. When she reached to gay the higher cupboards, her sweatshirt would reveal the low waist of the sweat pant, barely covering her ass and exposing the lower abdominal areas of her stomach. She didn’t have overly defined abs, but she clearly worked out regularly and took care of herself. When she bent forward to put things into blowjob the bottom cupboards, she gave me a view down her shirt, exposing her sports bra and B or C cup breasts confined beneath. When she was finished with the groceries, it was time for me to excuse myself from the table. Her youngest mobile child, a daughter, said, “do we get to see you again?” and reached out for a hug. Returning the hug with the only comment available, “that depends on how happy your mommy is with me.” My glance focused at Kelly, catching her smile at my hugging her daughter. I gave her son a high-five and waved to the youngest, stuck in a highchair, and started to collect my crates and bags. While at the door, Kelly said, “thank you SO much Jay…distracting the kids was a stroke of genius! This delivery service really grabbed a gem when they hired you…I hope you’ll be our regular guy now?” Hardcore My response was simply, “I’ll see what I can do about that Kelly, they’re great kids!” Later that day, a notification from the delivery company revealed that Kelly had called and expressed her appreciation for my delivery. The boss said her review of my delivery solidified a household that had expressed possibly cancelling services. They were more than happy to let me take over the deliveries to them in the future. The rest of my week went with randomness between deliveries. Each interaction was positive and reviews were good enough to make me feel great about this new flexible opportunity. The next week, Kelly’s delivery order was shopped and delivered as scheduled. This time, when Kelly answered the door, she was wearing capri-length yoga pants, with a bright, wild pattern, and a black version of the same wide neck, baggy sweatshirt she was wearing last week. Her hair done into a bun at the top and back of her head. Her eyes obviously had some makeup around them, but not excessive. As we made our way toward the kitchen, her daughter shouted, “Missur Jay, come look at our project for today!” Kelly made quick work of the groceries again, and it was obvious she was noticing my glances as she extended toward the higher cabinets, again exposing the low waist of her yoga pants…or…as she bent to the floor cabinets, giving me a glimpse down her shirt…this time, no sports bra beneath. The quick glance of nipples was a surprise, and my glances turned to stares, it amazed me she didn’t have a bra beneath her sweatshirt! When she was done, and the good-byes with the kids were over, Kelly gave me a hug at the door, extending to her amateur toes so she could get closer to my face, whispering, “next week, the kids are going to be at the neighbors”. He chuckled, "This is certainly a strange group." 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All of this, naturally, was so hot that Katie discovered she was in a dewy state Hardcore of perpetual top-shelf mind-altering orgasm. Now I’ve amateur got her fantasizing about my son’s male friends. He was shirtless and now naked to his ankles. “It is so big, I am afraid it will hurt me,” she said crying. Naughty boys.” "Depends on what you want honey?" she says adjusting her tight jean shorts that now seem to be hanging loose around her thighs. Before long the rights and wrongs went out of my mind and my arousal factor started to go up. I dosed off rather quickly. The wind blew their hair. They watched TV blowjob together; Josh on the couch and Sharon across from him in the college large chair. “If you want to leave now, I will understand Mike.” [Rhonda goes again but looking into my eye's smiling at me] I close my eye's because now she's slowly taking my dick into her mouth. 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