"Ah, sorry 'bout that hon!" Josh said loudly. He quickly washed his hands, dried them and then opened the bathroom door. A stunningly beautiful Latino girl with dark, curly hair stood waiting for him, hands on her hips. Josh gave her a quick once-over, admiring her curves as the woman was stacked like a succubus. Huge tits under a t-shirt, round ass in white capri's. His appraisal did not go unnoticed, as the woman smiled mischievously and pulled her shoulders back, a move which pushed her gigantic bust even more forward. His cock getting hard, Josh swallowed nervously but could not stop his hands from reaching out and grasping the heaving mammaries. Even through the shirt and a bra, they felt divine - soft and yielding.
"Oh yeah baby, rub my boobs", the saucy Latino breathed, taking a step forward and running her hands over his swollen member through his slacks.
"As much as I hate to interrupt you horny beasts, we really should get going as the drive will take quite some time", a dry voice said from the side. Josh turned his head even if his hips were starting to grind against... 'Rosalie' came to his mind, alongside a memory of his cock disappearing between those fleshy mounds of fun. Still, he managed to take in the new speaker: a leggy brunette with long, straight hair stood on the doorway to the kitchen. She was wearing a red tank top, though her breasts were large enough to stretch the fabric tight, showing her taut stomach and cute little navel to the world. Her legs went all the way up, as the little plaid skirt ended well before mid-thigh. The name 'Nikki' flashed in his mind, accompanied by a memory of those long legs entwined around him as he furiously hammered her against their kitchen wall. His cock was rock hard by now.
With an incredible feat of will, Josh managed to free himself from Rosalie and croak out a question:
"Uh, my brain is kinda hazy, remind me where we are going again?" |