"You go get your newspaper, we'll get breakfast ready." Karla says, reaching up to get coffee cups from a top cupboard. As she stretches her arms over her head, her tank top rides up revealing the bottom half of her small round t**s. She turns to put the coffee cups on the counter and I get a look at her firm, tight ass cheeks inside her painted on shorts. Reluctantly, I turn toward the front door and go outside to get the newspaper.
I sit at the table, attempting to read my newspaper, as they continuously move about the kitchen bending and stretching to expose themselves. We eat breakfast, talking about the day's news and I can't hide the bulge I've developed from staring at these two scantily clad women.
I catch Connie winking at Karla as she picks up a link sausage with her fork and s
