Colin savored the steam of the shower as the doctor and her nurse planted kisses along his neck. He filled his hands with body wash, scrubbing and squeezing Zoya’s dark warm breast with one hand, whilst massaging Lori’s nice plump ass with the other. The ladies moaned in delight as they started scrubbing his crotch, their sudsy fingers wrapped around his cock as they stroked it.
Lori quickly scrubbed her hair, rising it out and strolling out of the bathroom in a blue towel. Colin and Zoya were too busy kissing to notice the blonde stepping out. Colin moved his free hand to Zoya’s hip as he thrusted his firm member into her. Colin rubbed her breasts as her face flushed a deep crimson. He pressed her against the wall and furious pumped into her with deep, heavy grunts as she gasped and sighed.
“Hey Zoya, we need to go!” Lori called. “We’re gonna be late!”
“Oh shit!” Zoya yelled as she pulled away.
Colin washed the cum splatter off her legs as she washed her hair.
“Hey babe, you’re gonna need to bring me lunch today, K?” Zoya asked.
“Alright!” Colin called as she ran out of the bathroom.
“Damn girl, those nips could poke somebody’s eye out!” Alya shouted from the hallway.
“Oops, hehe….” Zoya blushed as she reached in and grabbed a towel.
“Okay, I’ll do that-“ Colin started as Alya dropped her robe.
“Hey babe, can I have a turn?” Alya smiled as she jiggled her tits as her pussy eagerly quivered.
“In an hour…” Colin said as he bent Alta over and rammed his throbbing cock up her ass…
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Zoya stood outside tapping her foot as Marinette pulled up in her navy blue Coup. Colin hopped out with two Poke Bowls in hand.
“Hey Zoya!” He called as she ran up and kissed him.
“I was wondering when you’d get here… hey, what’s that?” Zoya said as she looked at the raw fish and veggies topped with tiny orange orbs.
“It’s a Poke Bowl, Wendy and I went there a week ago, it’s really good.” Colin said as he place his hand on her shoulder and kissed her back, “Not as good as you though.”
“Oh my god, stop!” Zoya giggled, “Let’s go to my car…”
The pair noshed on spoonfuls of Poke in between passionate kisses, savoring the flavors of the fish and each other’s mouthes.
“Mmmm… hand me that sauce, Daddy.” Zoya moaned.
Colin reached for the sauce packets resting on the dashboard… and felt another man’s hand beneath his.
“Ah!” Colin yelped as the man stared him down.
He was around forty, thinking black hair, bushy mustache, and… familiar eyes…
“Hey Dad….” Zoya chuckled awkwardly, “How much of us did you hear?”
“More than I’d ever want to.” The man bluntly said. “I was coming to bring you some of your mother’s chicken fried rice.”
Zoya blushed “Yeah… this is Colin, he brought me lunch today.”
Colin sweated ‘Okay, this is her father, Greys. You need to NAIL this… you don’t get a second first impression…’