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Chapter 4

What’s for Breakfast ???

Sausage, Eggs & More Sausage …

I couldn’t stop thinking of mom and sis and as I turned the corner into the kitchen, I saw mom at the stove with her back turned to me still in her robe and Jane sitting at the table in her own short robe.

“ Come sit beside me Johnny “ as Jane patted the kitchen chair beside of her, I walked around the corner of the table and said “ breakfast smells Great Mom ! “ and of course that got mom to say “ that’s great Johnny, I hope your hungry and I hope you like sausage… we absolutely love sausage here, don’t we Janie ? “ as Jane then replies “ Mmmm Yes Mommy, we Really Really LOVE SAUSAGE “ as both of them giggles.

I take my seat beside Jane and soon the table is full of three plates of eggs and sausage and they weren’t kidding, half of the plate was sausage but not the typical morning sausage, these were big sausage links that looked almost as big as my own cock when hard .

Mom finally places a glass of orange juice in all our places and sits down opposite of me. Jane thanks Eve as do I and we start eating together, I noticed every time mom and Jane took a bite of the big sausages they would lowly moan, sometimes when one of them was talking, the other would take their sausage with their hands and slowly ease the sausage into their mouth and just suck on it before taking a bite, my cock was throbbing watching them eat their sausage.

I knew that I had to get out of the kitchen and go jack off in the shower, so after eating most of the sausage and all the eggs, I picked up the last sausage by my hand like they have been doing and also slowly eased the big sausage into my mouth and then slowly pulled it back out while both of their eyes were glued to me and was lightly moaning, I also noticed each of them had one of their hands under the table, I wanted to accidentally drop my fork on the floor and bend under the table and take a look but I simply had to go take care of this throbbing cock and so I finally took a bite of my last sausage and said “ I can’t eat anymore, I am stuffed … Thank you Mom for such a delicious and exciting breakfast “ as I quickly disappeared from the kitchen and ran up into the bathroom and locked the door, I quickly started the shower and stepped inside and stroked and stroked until I exploded and slumped down to the tub floor.

Does someone knock on the door or do I go back downstairs after I collect myself ???

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