He laughed at that. "Well can you blame me? These things are perfect." He reached up and pulled her apron out of the way, while both of her hands still scrubbed at a plate. She sighed as his fingertips found her n*****s.
"You said you liked the way they swayed when I moved," she said as she turned around and pushed him back, leaning back against the sink for a moment. She began to wiggle her chest back and forth, sending both of her boobs swaying back and forth.
"Holy f**k!"
Mike stared, his jaw open slightly as Sarah's knockers bounced left and right.
She giggled and returned to her sink full of dishes.
"No no no," Mike said, turning her back around and bringing her face to his. "You don't get to do that and just turn back around."
She grinned and kissed him. "I'm glad you're okay,"
