Feed her breakfast

“Fuck it, I’ll do the foot rub, I’m not feeding you like you’re a baby,” said Cassidy, moving to the end of the bed.

That was fine by Mark, he would have loved any form of physical contact with Jess. But he was still happy to feed her from his own hand, it didn’t bother him even slightly. He grabbed the roll from the bed side table and started to feed her.

Jess had moved up her doona so that her feet were now hanging out freely below.

“Don’t be afraid to go tough of them, nothing soft Cassidy,” she said, wiggling her toes around.

Cassidy had reluctantly reached out and grabbed both her feet. She tired to roughly squeeze at them, well and truly not wanting to be there right now.

Jess’s toenails were painted light pink. Her toes continued to twinkle as Cassidy played with her feet.

Her feet were so soft, as if she had already just moisturised them or something.

While she was working on them, Mark continued to feed Jess, bite by bite. He held onto the roll the entire time as Jess slowly munched and chewed on the roll. It was said she was trying to make him feel a little demoralised or humiliated.

She had laid out some napkins below her, on top of her body so if anything spilt, it wouldn’t get on top of her clothes or the sheets.

“A sip of OJ now please,” Jess asked Mark after finishing a mouthful.

He reached out for the bottle of orange juice, spoon feeding to her just like the breakfast roll. Jess seemed to keep eye contact with him as she swallowed the juice.

Cassidy kept reluctantly squeezing the balls of her feet as Mark returned to feeding Jess her bacon and egg roll.

It wasn’t a surprise to Mark that she has such beautiful feet considering every other part of her body looked sensational. He was **** to feel her body up himself, if he could run his hands up her legs, all the way to her thighs and further, Mark would be loving life.

She had such beautiful creamy tanned skin.

“Mmm mmm mmmm, that was delicious,” she said, finishing up the last bite of the roll, “And that was a very lovely foot massage thank you Cassidy.”

He smiled back at her while Cassidy still couldn’t shake off her bitch face, sitting at the end of the bed.

“Oh no, what have we done here,” said Jess, looking down at her own camisole. The white top now had a small tomato sauce stain on it. It must have fallen out from the roll while he was feeding her.

“Sorry Jess, my apologies on that,” Mark said, he grabbed one of the napkins that laid on the bed, “Should I use this to try and rub it off?”

She shook her head, “Nah, it’s no good, it’s gonna stain, we’ll need to put this in the wash immediately.”

Jess got out of her bed, walking up to her bedroom mirror. She inspected the sauce stain a little more, it was near the top of her white camisole just above where her breasts sat.

She was facing away from them, she had some basic cotton black panties on. Her ass would be a fantastic one to smack. Mark felt his cock stiffening inside his pants. It didn’t help that Jess was mucking around with her own brown hair, playing with it while watching herself in the mirror, such a sexy look.

Not only that, her nipples were visible from within the white material. They were clearly hard, sticking out, up against the fabric.

Jess could see Mark looking at her in the background of the mirror. A sly smile appeared on her face before she did a 180 and very sexily removed her white camisole over head.

The stiffening cock that Mark had going, turned into a full stiff as Jess’s young perky full breasts sprung out from the top. They bounced around as she removed the white camisole, her nipples rock hard.

“Oh god...” Cassidy muttered in the background, still shaking her head at the cocktease.

Jess threw her white camisole at Mark before turning away to pick up a basket of dirty clothes.

God she was incredibly hot, one of the hottest girls on campus, without a doubt. Mark wanted to take her right there and then.

“I’m sure one of you has enough time to go down to laundry mat and have all of these washed,” she said, smiling, standing there topless.

Knowing Cassidy was already sick and tired of her for one morning, Mark decided to offer his assistance and be the one to take the clothing to the laundry.

“Thanks sweetheart,” she said softly, placing the washing basket in his hands. It sort of helped him cover his now obvious erect penis that was leaving a bludge in his shorts.

“Alright, you better get to it then, drop them back here when you’re done and I’ll just text you both the next time I need you,” she said, pushing them both to to the door.

Once out of the room, Cassidy didn’t bother thanking Mark for taking the fall with the laundry. She just walked away in a terrible mood, wanting to clear her mind somehow. It was a common thing for her to do, a genuine moody person at times.

As for Mark, if Jess was going to take her tits out every time they came round then this may be a pretty decent week.