Jordan leaned over to her, a shit-eating grin on his face. "Sometimes you're the Kayla, and sometimes...you're the bunny, I guess..." he whispered beautifically. Kayla jabbed him in the arm with her fork. She looked offended for a moment, and then, seeing Jordan's face, thought better of it and laughed, her face red. They ate in silence for a short while, him his omelette and her tucking into a veggie burger, before she finally spoke again. "You're like actually really close with that girl, oral huh," Kayla said, twirling a fry around on her fork in front of her in Sarah's general direction. "Was it that obvious?" Jordan asked. "Well, yeah. I mean, she had no time for my shit like the moment that I questioned why it was that you have a girl like that in your inner circle." She paused, considering her next words. "Can I ask you a personal question, Jordan?" "Sure, and I'll even give you an honest answer, but only babe if I get to ask you one after." he quipped. She nodded. "Does that happen often, like, you know, people insinuating that she's too good for you because you're fat when you're with her?" Jordan grinned and leaned back in his chair. "Yeah, it happens. Sometimes it's just surprised double-takes; and sometimes it's...well, worse." "Worse how?" asked Kayla. "Well, you know mature how sometimes when you're walking down the street, how sometimes random men "compliment" you?" Kayla screwed her face up and wrinkled her nose like she'd just smelt something that died three months ago, then something dawned on her and she looked back suspiciously at Jordan. "How did you know that happens to me?" she demanded. Jordan rolled his eyes. "Because it happens to literally every lady on a regular basis, but especially to pretty ones that take amateur care of their appearance like yourself. It doesn't take a guy being a fucking rocket scientist to notice, though considering how many of us sont or choose not to..." he muttered, his face darkening for a moment. Kayla blinked twice in surprise as he continued. "Well, imagine that, except the exact opposite. Imagine those men calling me out for being too fat and suggesting that Sarah come with them instead." Kayla snorted with derision. "As if they could handle teen that much woman..." She muttered. Mala blushed on holding the pieces of cloth. He offered a fist bump to the other man, "I've gotta go pick up my sister from the airport; amateur we can talk later though." I don’t want to get in your car,” she said. There mature was just so much cum in oral her. My work was about teen to pay off. “Okay, on one condition. His cock sprung out of his shorts and he looked up at me. I drag my fingers down, bringing my sister’s panties with them. All the typical summer musts when you’re staying at the beach. What Jessica wanted would cost thousands of lives, if not more. “You should babe tell him I’m coming along, obviously,” Chloe said.