Colin frowned as the ladies in track gear eyed him up. He buried his face in his menu trying not to act like he noticed them.
“And what’ll you be having today, sir?” The waitress asked.
“I’ll have the...” Colin said as he scanned the menu. “Uhhhhh.... chicken fried steak sandwich with mashed potatoes and....”
“Steamed Cauliflower.” The blonde track girl interjected.
“Hey, I wasn’t gonna order that!” Colin snipped.
“Drink?” Waitress asked.
Colin opened his mouth to order Sprite as the dark skinned track girl said “Unsweetened raspberry tea for both of us.”
“You two aren’t even with me!” Colin snapped.
“Marge, we’ve got a big order!!!!” The diner’s cook yelled.
“Sorry, dear.” The waitress apologized, “My pen’s out of ink.”
Colin gagged and huffed as choked down the cauliflower, the extremely bitter tea not helping very much. The second he had gotten up to use the bathroom, his steak was stripped of its breading and his potatoes had been eaten.
‘Well, this was one shitty lunch.’ He thought as he reached for his card, the blonde placing a wad of cash on the table.
He slipped out as one of them got a to-go cup for her tea and began running for his car. Naturally, he was winded by the time he was a foot away, and the ladies were out the door and running towards him.
He booked it down the road, dry heaving as he bolted for the big cross section. He began mashing the button for the stop light as the track ladies waved him down.
“Come on, come oooooooon!!!!!!!!!!” Colin screamed as they started closing the gap.
The cars finally stopped as Colin bounded across the path, the joggers right behind him. He landed on his back as he slipped on a puddle of split smoothie and slammed face first into the person that dropped it.
The track girls stopped as he stumbled up and covered his face as the smoothie spiller smiled.
“Any reason you ladies were chasing this man?” The traffic cop asked.
“We were going for a run after lunch...” the blonde frowned as she and her friend walked away.
Colin walked back to his car and slipped into the driver’s seat. He heard the passengers side door pop open, caught off guard as the woman who spilled her smoothie locked lips with him out of nowhere.
They laid in the backseat as Colin thrusted his dong all the way up her eagerly dripping pussy. Her bust began to slowly grow in his hands as he thrusted harder, barely able to hold on from behind as they hit size 69F. Her butt swelled up as she got on top and bounced on his member like a trampoline....
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The next morning, Colin and Lucy walked into the kitchen naked, his throbbing dick inside of her as they began to make out. Suddenly a bunch of feminine moans filled the air, and they jumped in shock; Colin watched the dark brunette woman from yesterday wearing nothing but a tiny topaz shirt and playing with her tits.
“Master... may I watch?” She asked.
Lucy and Colin blushed furiously as Sam came to investigate.
“Who is she and what is she doing in your apartment?!” Sam asked with her pistol drawn.