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Flower delivery
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Flower Delivery....
By -- Unknown
In my younger years I worked for a florist, delivering flowers and
such. The job wasn't that great, but the pay was worth it...especially one hot
saturday afternoon.
I was on my last delivery for the day, after which I was allowed to go
home, because I kept the van there. I got to the house about 3pm. Noone
answered at the front door, but I heard some noise at the back, so I went
around to see if someone was there. I got there and saw a stunningly beutiful
woman who must have been around 30. She was in her pool, reclining on a
floating chair in her pool. She had a thin black bathing suit on, two piece,
that barely covered her huge tits, which had to be at least a 38D. I got her
attention. She told me to come over. I went over and explained who I was. She
stood there, looking at me with this look, one that's hard to describe. She
asked me to read the card for her, as she couldn't see well, because of the
blinding sun and laying in the pool (She must have done that often as she
seemed tan all over). I was reluctant, but she persuaded me to do it. I read
it. It was from her boyfriend. After reading it, she sort of laughed it off,
saying something about how he's just trying to get her to come back to him
after he did something that you can only imagine.
Just then, another female, about 16, came out and told her that lunch
was ready. I assumed this was her daughter, seeing the heriditary traits. She
must have been at least a 30D, large for that age. She took wore a skimpy
bikini, much like her mothers, except that it was cut very low on her crotch
and I could tell she was either shaven smooth or shaved her pussy hair just so
it doesn't stick out. She invited me in for a bite of food, which I greadily
accepted, as it was a busy day and I had little time to eat.
We went in and she introduced her self as Karen and her daughter,
Jennifer. We ate lunch, at which time I got better aquanted with these two
lovely females. Just then I remembered about the flowers, which had been left
on the back porch. I went to get them and when I reentered I was in for a BIG
suprise. Karen was standing behind Jennifer, untieing her top. Her large tits
fell out. She turned Jennifer towards me and then undid her own. Then she put
on a devil-like smile and said "Can you tell we're related?". This is all it
took for me to get hot. I quickly moved to these lovely specimends and started
to carress them. Being that I had never been with an older woman (I was 17 at
the time), I started with Karen.
I flipped off the sandals I was wearing as she pulled off my shirt. My
lips found her plump nipples, which had to be at least 1/2 an inch thick. I
slowly licked around them while her hand moved for my pants. I heard a zip and
felt my shorts fall to the gound. Soon a wet mouth replaced the cool hands that
previously carressed my hard member. I looked down and there was Jennifer
greedily sucking me. Then Karen decided that we should do it the right way. I
layed down on the floor which Karen mounted me. She slid all the way to my
balls, all eight inches of me. That's when I found out my observation about
Jennifer was true. She was indeed shaven bald. She faced her mother and they
began a deep french kiss, which turned me on even more. I started to suck on
her clit, making her wetter and wetter, while Karen was riding my hard dick.
Suddenly Jennifer started cumming and filling up my mouth. I took in every last
drop of her love juice, as Karen continued to pump harder and harder. We came
in a sudden shuddering orgasm, as she dismounted and layed on top of me with
Jennifer stroking the both of us telling us how beutiful we were. We continued
this excapade of sex into the night, retiring to the mother's room. Now I go
there often after work, to make love to Karen and her daughter all night long.
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